Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Tuesday night, 7:15 p.m.
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"Hi, Dr. Grumpy. My husband sees you for Parkinson's disease. Anyway, I'm in Calorie Counters, and we have a meeting tonight in the church down the road from your office, and our scale is broken, and I know you and Dr. Pissy have one in your hallway there, and I was wondering if you could meet us at your office and let us in to use your scale for a few minutes."
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Mary: My Awesome Secretary
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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.
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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23 comments:
You're missing a fine opportunity here regarding the ability to calibrate the scale beforehand, were you to say 'yes' to this ludicrous request ....
Once I leave my office each afternoon, my day as Dr. Grumpy is over until the next morning. I just want to be Dad after that, and will not revert to my other identity except for emergencies.
And this, to me, wasn't one.
I'm disappointed that this caller was not granted one of your creative pseudonyms. Would have loved to see your choice for her! :)
Seriously? I cannot imagine calling any of my doctors or even my dentist with such a weird request. Hey, my beer fridge is broken and I'm having a party Saturday night. Mind meeting me at your office so we can have the party there and use your fridge? You can have some beer?
What? No? How come?
Snort
Like Annie says "I wonder if other offices get these calls."
I don't understand it, either. But they come to me.
Aw, c'mon. It's for a good cause!
she should have mentioned that she would bring you cookies, or dinner, or both, cookies for scale, now that's a fair trade :p
So you didnt have weight it up?!
cant think why, hehehe
No one in the group has a bathroom scale to bring in for the night? ((rollingeyes))
*blink* I'm constantly shocked people thing this is OK!!
xx
Jaxs
Click, dial tone...
Perhaps there's an old-fashioned pharmacy around that has one of those penny scales, she could also get her hubby's fortune from the little window...
WV Prosti, lol
In my line of work, this is known as an ID-ten-T request. (ID10T)
Wow. How does a person come up with such ideas? That's moxie on steroids.
and while you're here, do check out our excellent washroom and pool facilities, not to mention the free buffet!!!!!!!!
Give an inch and a mile will be took.
Seems an odd request. Maybe the fact none of the members has scales is a reason for their need for Calorie Counters.
Also, why Dr Grumpy's office, a neurologist, when surely there would be a general practitioner (not sure what they're called in USA - family doctor?) nearby who she might know better.
no.......but if she promised cookies?
"...and we need to use your office and stuff because our stuff's unavailable and stuff..."
"Please? Pretty please? I'll bring you communion wafers!"
I think it's a case of the first two, third row down and the last one. No, really.
Wait, so neurologists don't sleep in coffins in the back of their practices?
I grew up in a small village in the middle of New York State, about 2 hours from Canada. My doctor lived in his office. Seriously. He had an old Victorian house and he and his family lived in part of it and the other half was used as his office. If someone called him wanting to use his office scale, I can see it possibly happening.
It was always really annoying having an appointment with him near dinnertime. I could smell whatever was being cooked from the waiting room and it always made me hungry. AND his cat had the run of the waiting room as well. Every time I was there that damn cat would sit on me. I hope he had no patients who were allergic to cats!
Ahhh, the fun of living in a small village in the middle of nowhere in New York State. ;)
They made this request because wanted to be in denial about what their own scales read, so using your scale (a scale in a doctor's office being the only official one) would delay their facing the "truth."
Hey, I used to wait until my doctor took my blood pressure to get the BP "verdict." WTF? We can take our own blood pressures at Walmart, and for free.
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