Lets face it, if you were really good looking (it takes some imagination, eh legend?) would you work as doctor�s receptionist dealing with miserable moany people who complain about their ailments, the state of the NHS, the bus getting here, the problem they had getting an appointment and the problem they had with Mrs Higginbottoms cat next door? Or would you accept a job in a dynamic and trendy well paid progressive environment, in a vibrant office where you might get grace and favour from one of the seniors, taken out for swish corporate lunches and enjoy an active social life on an expense account?
If I was at the doctors, I would be draconian monster also.