Sunday, August 28, 2011

Sunday morning, 1:38 a.m.

Dr. Grumpy: "This is Dr. Grumpy, returning a page."

Mr. Beer: "Hi ya, Doc, how ya doin'?"

Dr. Grumpy: "What can I do for you, sir?

Mr. Beer: "How's Las Vegas? I LOVE Las Vegas."

Dr. Grumpy: "It was fine. Why are you calling?"

Mr. Beer: "Mary had said you were going to be in Vegas, so I thought I'd give you some pointers. I have a great Blackjack system, and there's an awesome bar over at..."

Dr. Grumpy: "I'm home. If you don't have a medical reason to be calling, then I'm getting off the phone."

Mr. Beer: "Hang on, why don't you get something to write on, in case you go back, and..."

Dr. Grumpy: "Good night."

11 comments:

Mike said...

Can you fire a patient for that sort of idiocy?

Anonymous said...

red rocks. valley of fire. write it down.

Li'l Azathoth said...

If you don't go to the timeshare presentation, the timeshare presentation will come to you.

Anonymous said...

"I love Vegas so much, I redecorated my own house to look like a casino, with a big bar and no windows or clocks."

Anonymous said...

"Are you sure you're not still in Vegas? Cause I'm at the blackjack tables right now, and my system requires two people and it turns out that this hooker I hired can't count cards for shit. I still have 45 minutes with her that I paid for, and, if you come right now, they're all yours."

Blake said...

Shut. The. Front. Door. People are that stupid?

Grumpy, M.D. said...

Apparently so.

cliffintokyo said...

Should have told him to call back when he catches up to the 21st C.

Anonymous said...

I have the feeling this was Carson's father trying to get a hold of his kid...how rude Dr. Grumpy..how rude!

Matt said...

It's a testament to your bedside manner and general professionalism that the last line in that exchange wasn't just a minute-long stream of cussing.

PA Honeybee said...

Wow, just wow. That would burn me tremendously to get a BS call at that hour! Poor Dr. Grumpy.....

 
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