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A Blog detailing the insanity of my medical practice and the stupidity of everyday life.
Welcome to my whining!
This blog is entirely for entertainment purposes. All posts about patients, or my everyday life, or anything else may be fictional, or be my experience, or were submitted by a reader, or any combination of the above. Factual statements may or may not be accurate. I could be making all this up. I may not even be a doctor. The only true statement on here is that I probably drink more Diet Coke than you do. A lot more.
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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.
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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6 comments:
He's marriage material!
Bail money heck, I'm not even calling the police on him lol!
Ages ago I worked with a woman who one day told me that her husband did all the housework -- in return for her doing the cooking. He *hated* cooking and wasn't much for going out to dinner, so she cooked every night and he did every little bit of the housework.
I asked her if he had a brother.
She said, "Three, but only one is single. But you don't want him, he's a career criminal, in and out of jail."
I said, "If he does all the housework when he's out of jail, I'll take him!"
Still sad she wouldn't hook me up with the guy...
Dad always was the one to do the dishes and laundry, since he didn't trust anybody else to do them to his standards.
I'll give you half the bail money if you'll share ....
Many years ago when I was in grad school I came home one day to find my door kicked in. We've reconstructed what happened after the door breaking, and my burgler went into the kitchen, unloaded all my groceries (I hadn't had time to put away more than the cold stuff before my class), made himself several ham, swiss, and lettuce sandwiches (putting the bread and lettuce away, but leaving the meat and cheese out on the counter), then went through the bedroom to the bathroom (I live alone, and as a female, I never leave the seat up) tripping over the cat in the process, so that he fell and hit the memo/record switch on my answering machine. The cat had gone through the window in the bathroom onto the enclosed back porch, presumably to get away from the burgler. Feeling bad about tripping over the cat, the burgler turned the heat on on the porch (managing to melt the side of my good Coleman cooler, grrr!), and fed the cat before leaving.
The recording suggested that the guy had a really bad case of bronchitis, so we figure he was some homeless dude who figured that he could get warm and have some food, and if he was caught, he'd go to jail where he'd be warm and have some food.
He did take my walkman.
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