Austin Regional Clinic = Comedy?

So I went to the doctor today. Last time I went there, I was lucky enough to be seen by Dr. Tran so I was expecting some other similar . . . awesomeness-y stuff. I didn't get Dr. Tran this time and the doctor visit/physical was purely professional. I did come to the sad/lame realization that I've had more men touch me down there than women. :(

. . . That's not the punchline.
Anyways, so after that was over, I go to the front desk to check-out, do my co-pay, get my prescription, etc. The nurse there was a short Indian woman with a slight accent and I noticed she was wearing one of those bling-y gold necklaces with her name on it. P-something. I was trying to read it without staring at her chest. Punjab? No. It read . . . "Pocahontas." OMG. Double-Indian! I wanted to laugh so bad, but I don't wanna go to racist jail. Ah, I want to meet the bastard that bought her that piece of comedy gold. Ha ha ha.