I used to work for a healthcare company and shared a cubicle with a girl whose father was one of our top physicians. She hated House because her Father and a few folks from the practice he worked at used to have "house parties," every week.

(For the first month-ish I worked there, I heard her talking about her dad having house parties on, what, tuesday nights? I thought maybe he wrote scripts for narcotics and fun stuff all week, then had everyone get together to enjoy.)

In any case, I guess what this particular group of doctors enjoyed was the autonomy and virtual-un-fuck-with-able-ness of Doc House. Because it absolutely is a device of fiction that he can fuck with that many people's well beings before eventually fixing them.

I finally met the man about 6 months in to the job and asked him about it.

He got this gravely serious look on his face and said "We're generally expected to get the diagnosis right the first time in this country."

Which at the time I thought was a strange face to make in an otherwise light-hearted conversation. But now that I've had time to think about it, it comforts me that he takes it seriously.