How Was Your Experience?

Our obsession with rating things has gone too far.

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I have dense breasts, so I get an ultrasound every six months, in addition to a mammogram. It’s fine. I drive to the same dreary medical building in Burbank, pull the same parking ticket, provide the same personal information to the front desk that I gave them the last 19309492399 times I was there. Then they lead me into a dark room…