We’ve all experienced it. Sometimes it happens in the office . . . an unsuspecting fax requesting a phone call to get approval for that CT I just ordered. Other times at the pharmacy. . . the antibiotic I’m hoping will clear up that nagging cough. . . wait for it. . . DENIED! Yes, at some point all of us have been hapless victims of what I call the docblock.
The frustation is endless. The toils against it, useless. Let’s face it, the docblockers can’t be stopped. But that doesn’t mean we can’t whine about it. That’s where this blog comes in. In an attempt to preserve my sanity slightly longer, I will be using this space to document my common battles with that singularly frustating entity known as The Docblock.