One of my favorite guilty pleasures is passiveaggressivenotes.com. It never fails to amuse me, and today’s passive aggressive missive from a Knoxville chiropractor is a hoot.
I know people who swear by chiropractors, but my experience with one back in the mid-90s was more in line with this experience. They seemed kinda cagey and reluctant to go over details of my special x-rays, and their end game seemed to be a protracted (perpetual?) series of chiropractic visits. My goals were vastly different. Fix my back and send me on my way.