Wednesday, September 28, 2005

21st century, anyone?

I've just got back from an appointment with my dermatologist. The appointment was in a clinic that's reserved for specialist non-hospital services such as, well, dermatology or physiotherapy and the like. It's also the centre for out-of-hours non-emergency treatment (however that's defined). Presumably some of these cases are of a sicky sort of nature as there was a notice sellotaped to the bin which read "please do not put vomit in this bin". Now I'm all for asking people not to vomit in the bin - it's unhygienic for a start. But asking people not to put vomit in the bin? Eh? Where are they holding it until a bin hoves into view, their pocket? So there we all were, studiously not putting vomit in the bin and doing surreptitious checking-out-the-other-people-in-the-waiting-room. There was a nun doing a crossword (two down, died for our sins. J-something-S-something-something-S. Hmmmm), a very smiley lady of the sort that means you expend all your energy on not catching her eye lest she tell you all about her cats or her daughter or her hysterectomy; and a couple of sturdy moustachioed old ladies in Very Thick Coats. We were joined by a middle-aged couple who sat at the back of the room. My favourite part was watching everybody look sharply up in surprise when the male half of this couple farted very loudly indeed, then quickly look back down at their six-month-old Woman's Own when they realised what that noise had been. My least favourite part was the look of abject horror and the loud remark "Well I don't want to be examined by him" from one of the sturdy old ladies when a black doctor appeared in the doorway and called a patient through. I hope she was examined by him, and I hope she found it very unpleasant indeed, the nasty bigoted old witch.

Makes my blood boil. Oh, and we're having a competition later.

15 Comments:

Blogger Urban Chick chimed in with...

would that all trips to the hospital were this entertaining...

p.s. i am feeling surly today - night out followed by poor sleep followed by non-napping chicklets followed by two espressos in a row followed by prospect of toddler birthday party this avo (shall i go on? no? ok)

28 September, 2005 12:35  
Blogger Stef the engineer chimed in with...

I'm stuck on your crossword clue. J-something-S-something-something-S?

grrus: Grinding of teeth caused by spiteful, bitter pedantry

28 September, 2005 13:01  
Blogger car01 chimed in with...

Ooh, what's the competition? How many comments you can get in an afternoon?

28 September, 2005 13:29  
Blogger car01 chimed in with...

That'd be four already...

28 September, 2005 13:29  
Blogger Who is this Dave? chimed in with...

Yes, the religious crossword clue caught me out too. I thought it was going to be obvious, but I give up. Unless that's the competition.

Is the prize that we get to see your picture of Paris?

28 September, 2005 13:46  
Blogger surly girl chimed in with...

um, back to pedants corner, the lot of you? i could get all clever and suggest that it was a metaphor for my atheism, but in reality i just fucked up.

and it's rome, not paris, and no you can't.

carry on.

28 September, 2005 14:03  
Blogger Stef the engineer chimed in with...

Last time I was in hospital I was due to be examined by a tiny little 11 year(*) old blonde girl. I may well have said "Well I don't want to be examined by her!" But I was, and it was fine(**). Prejudice, eh? Makes a "prej" out of "u" and "ice." Or something.

(*) This may not have been her real age
(**) Actually I was on such strong painkillers anything would have been fine.

sayjdjb: OK. "jdjb".

28 September, 2005 14:59  
Blogger Who is this Dave? chimed in with...

You know, I can't wait around here all day, waiting for competitions, or pictures of European capitals.

I'm not coming back until tomorrow morning now. So there.

28 September, 2005 17:04  
Blogger Amanda Matilda chimed in with...

Next week a sign will appear instructing patients to refrain from putting farts into the atmosphere. Too late to benefit you, I'm afraid.

28 September, 2005 17:09  
Blogger Kyahgirl chimed in with...

you know sg, your commenters are very funny. You guys/gals could start a comedy routine.

I've had my fill of hospitals for awhile, what with dd having that little lung problem last week and this week my FIL is being operated on for stomach cancer. Enough already.

28 September, 2005 19:06  
Blogger Steve chimed in with...

You have your OWN dermatologist?

Jebus!

28 September, 2005 22:46  
Blogger surly girl chimed in with...

well obviously she doesn't just work for me....sadly i'm not that important yet.

29 September, 2005 09:08  
Blogger elvira black chimed in with...

LOL! I can see it all so clearly...(correction--all too clearly).

29 September, 2005 11:20  
Blogger MinCat chimed in with...

oh dear oh dear must break lurker oath to say colleague now heartily sick of sputtering giggles from reading you.

wkagi - new martial art?

19 October, 2005 13:19  
Blogger surly girl chimed in with...

make it new - welcome....sorry i missed this comment til now..bad blogger, bad...

20 October, 2005 14:05  

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