Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Biting my tongue
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"This all started at the local golf tournament. I'd forgotten my own set of clubs, and so when we got to the tee I had to use my husband's, and was angry that I'd left mine at home. Anyway, with everyone watching, I yanked out my husband's club and began waving it around, just as a joke. I think I hurt my hand because of the way I was holding it."
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Cast of Characters:
Annie: My Phenomenal MA
Mary: My Awesome Secretary
Ed: The office fish
Dr. Pissy: The guy I share an office with
Mrs. Grumpy: My Boss (also the world's greatest school nurse)
Frank, Craig, and Marie: The Grumpy Tribe
Garlic and Riley: The Grumpy Dogs
Questions? Comments? Biting sarcasm? Write to: pagingdrgrumpy [at] gmail [dot] com
Note: I do not answer medical questions. If you are having a medical issue, see your own doctor. For all you know I'm really a Mongolian yak herder and have no medical training at all except in issues regarding the care and feeding of Mongolian yaks.
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8 comments:
Hey, at least she's honest. Once I cut my scalp open because I tripped on one of my shoes. See, after I tripped on it, I got really mad and picked it up to throw it across the room. As I was throwing it, I hit my head with the pointy corner on the heel, ripping my scalp open. Not one of my finer moments.
And also, scalps bleed a lot.
psychosomatic pain from not liking her husbands "club"?
No, she hurt her wrist, likely a sprain.
More just the vaguely obscene nature of her narrative that (almost) made me giggle.
But you should have seen how her husband looked after the incident.
what a crock!
all golf tournament rules state u have to use your own clubs, not someone elses.
but makes a good story anyway.
it went from putter to driver. how nice that she has a name for it. and in front of everyone...
i got it Dr Grumpy ... what does that say your your mind & mine???
Did she have to borrow his balls, too?
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