And now for a proper post...
Would I be a more credible individual if I had professionally illegible handwriting? People would respect me because I would write meaningless things with a professional flourish of inked scribbling. They would peer at my spider-scrawl chicken-scratch writing, and their hearts would be set all a-flutter at its illegibility. Here is someone, they would think, who is so professional and so busy in their important lives that they do not have the time nor energy to expend on making their writing readable. And in a leap of typical human rationality: Here is, therefore, someone important. My written incompetence would be inspiring. They would worship me.
Yes, I went to the doctor's today. It strikes mortal fear into my very being to read a serious medicinal prescription that appears to say "goofthermal underwear".