And I don't mind (too much) that you farted, loudly, in my office. I'd rather you have done it elsewhere, but sometimes we can't help it.
But, in all honesty, you then smiling and saying "Boy, that felt good!" wasn't needed. At all. I am not one of your beer buddies, and we are not in your living room.
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At least he didn't comment on the bouquet.
What?!
Sounds like he, not his mama needs to have his head examined.
my word verification is "distains"
What a lowlife.
At least he didn't try to light a match...(hey, look at this!)
You're a doctor. He's describing physical symptoms to you. Bill his insurance.
I had a guy do that same thing with me in the room earlier this week. I almost wretched. His girlfriend had just had a baby. This same guy also charmingly referred to his girlfriends anatomy as a "wallet", as in "Babe! what are all those tubes coming out of your wallet?!" Nice.
Happy Passover Dr. Grumpy!
some boys never grow up and always have to be the center of attention. i never trust men who answer questions for their wives or girlfriends. or make jokes about them. also- beware totally silent companions. they are likely angry.
I work with a nurse who farts all the time - loudly and with absolutely no consideration for those around her. The other day she was standing by the nurses station eating a granola bar and just ripped one off. Then she looks at the Dietary Manager who was charting next to me and I like "What?? You wanna make something of it punks?" and then proceeded to finish her snack telling us how we must be jealous wishing that we had scored a free granola bar. If the smell of death emanating from her behind was any indication of what was in that bar, I'm glad I missed out.
Ha, what did his mom do?
Wow, Dr. Grumpy, you're doing a great job this week at making me feel really lucky that I'm single. & that usually takes work. Now I know who to email the next time I get dumped. That is, if I ever date again after reading these posts....
More room out than in, I always say!
Yes, Anon 4:57, but at least walk a decent distance away from people before you do, or at least say 'excuse me' if you really don't have time before expelling.
You may not find this credible, but I swear it is true. I saw a new product in a catalog - undoubtedly aimed at we aging baby boomers - that was a small sac of charcoal that you can stick in your underpants. Allegedly, it will at least take care of some of the smell, if none of the noise. Jeez, in my house, when I grew up, we were expected to explode before we would ever let our noxious scent out in a room shared with anyone. Unbelievable.
This guy may be uncouth and devoid of social graces, but he sounds like he's basically decent (taking his Mom to see you and all), unlike the guy in your other post, who really is a loser.
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