Our office held its annual health fair today in the conference room. It’s an excuse for physicians and other shysters in our health plan to drum up more business, like the chiropractor who insisted I needed an appointment so he could address my possibly poor posture. I found out later that coworkers who agreed to an appointment received a free shoulder massage; I received only a photocopied diagram of the spine entitled “Your Nervous System Controls Everything.” Another practitioner was offering complementary, full back/shoulder/neck massages, although the therapist kneading my muscles and inadvertently tickling me noted the presence of “serious knots” in the region of my trapezius muscles. I also got my blood pressure taken (110/70) and my body fat measured (11.1%, but only if I really do weigh 150 pounds, as I guessed).
Health Fair