Hello Doctor!
I didn’t go to work today, my ears were playing up. I made a booking to go to the doctor’s in the afternoon and went back to bed to see if I would make myself feel better and it worked for a while. I had to rush around to get to the doctor’s since I had to borrow mum’s car from my sister and stress about getting to the doctor’s on time.
I got there and waited, got complimented on my totally awesome bag 
and then saw this enormous man walking through the waiting room. He was dressed in tracksuit pants and top with scrappy looking sandshoes. He carried a broken plastic mug and his hair looked scruffy. No biggy, just another patient. I sat quietly listening to a couple of people talking about the out of control kids in the neighbourhood running around the knives, and the man sitting next to me smelt like an alcoholic.
Eventually my name was called, I wandered into the doctor’s office and the man sitting at the desk was the dude who was wearing the tracksuit wandering around the surgery earleir. He asked me a few questions and I asked him some questions and he made a series of assumptions about me as he was checking my blood pressure. He asked me if I smoked, not once, but three times. Was he deaf? No I don’t smoke. Dr McTardo. Of course my BP was high, it is always high when I am at the doctors, but I was irritated with him so it got higher. Then he told me to stay away from the fatty foods in europe as he looked at me.
Excuse me, but I am the one who has lost weight, he much have weighed at least 50 kilos more than me, judging from the way he was wheezing and puffing - and why should I listen to a man who spoke like one of those english doctors on TV, and dressed like a hobo, and basically told me I was crap. Asshat. I asked for a referral to an ENT and he wouldn’t even give me that.
May 13th, 2006 at 12:34 pm
Good lord are you sure he was a Doctor?
May 13th, 2006 at 8:42 pm
yes, he treated me like i was unwashed poor.