Mrs. Pesce: "That's not the same fish you had at my last visit, is it? I thought it was a different color."
Dr. Grumpy: "Yeah. It's a new fish. Ed, uh, retired.”
Mrs. Pesce : "So what's this one's name?"
Dr. Grumpy: "Ed. I name them all Ed. Makes life easier."
Mrs. Pesce: "You know, I didn't like the last fish. Every time I came in he looked at me, really angry. Like he thought I was faking everything. I hate to say it, but I'm glad he's dead, because I'd been thinking about changing neurologists because of him and his attitude."
Well fish or cut bait.
ReplyDeleteI am hooked, can't wait to see who else takes the bait to comment on this one could rival the goose grease mess.
Icky situation.
ReplyDeleteBut then sometimes... the fish talks back...
ReplyDeletehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Cu9QB1xaSc
That damn Ed. He got what he deserved.
ReplyDeleteWhy would I want a doc who can't even keep a fish alive? Why can't you conquer old age?
ReplyDeleteFirst condolences on the passing of Ed the whatever.
ReplyDeleteSecond, are you sure you aren't a neurologist trapped in a psychiatry practice?
Friends of mine own a cow farm. A bit back of their house the property goes up a hill.
ReplyDeleteEvery time I'm visiting and go up to the bathroom on the second floor, one of the cows watches me. Every time, and it's always the same cow. It has a very distinctive marking.
I've already told them that when it's time, I want to help eat her. Living deliciously is the best revenge.
So many of your posts remind me of why I did not like working with the public. I glad there are people like you who have the patience to work with the public.
ReplyDelete"I have to admit that I still feel a little judged by the couch in your waiting room. I think the water cooler is on my side, though."
ReplyDeleteJust remember that a doctor's fish sees everything, which is why it's so important for it to have proper HIPAA compliance training.
ReplyDeleteSorry, about the, er, retirement.
ReplyDeleteMr Ed seemed to have served well in his duty and obligation.
One might wonder if he ever dreamed of life in a different climate, or different size fishbowl, or what he did on weekends when the office closed and all the phone were transferred to a voicemail machine.
But. Seriously, how can someone really think that they recognize a different fiah? I would've thought first of Mr Ed in different molting state, or new kind of fish food before I'd thought there was a different fish. (Apparently the fish markets landlocked salmon with a notice of 'artificial color' because they've been fed a distinctive food that colors their skin.} I am rather insensitive to the plight of fish, I fear. I understand though, some people have shown that fish experience emotions, or at least pain.
Mahi, mahi, she had quite the, er, attitude. Poor ol' Ed the Fifth. Never had a chance.
ReplyDeleteAnon, the salmon aren't "landlocked" exactly, but farmed close to shore, and the color doesn't go to the skin but to the flesh. Pacific salmon get it naturally, but farmed Atlantic salmon don't. Basically they get the "pink flesh" treatment for exactly the same reason WI cheddar gets the annatto treatment: This here should be pink, and this here should be orange.
ReplyDeleteYou'll have to have a discussion with the new Ed about maintaining a professional attitude towards the patients lol.
ReplyDelete"Welcome to our practice, Ed. I gotta warn you, some of our patients are pretty fishy."
ReplyDeleteSometimes (all the time?) people project on animals what they are feeling. When my husband was in the hospital for emergency heart surgery, one of the fish in the lobby would look at me & mouth "help." When husband was on the mend, the fish went back to being a normal fish. :)
ReplyDeleteSo sad to hear about the demise of Ed but glad that new Ed is keeping you company. I have to respond to Bonnie though as when my husband was going through a difficult surgery the fish was quite normal. It was only when husband was on the mend the fish would look at me and mouth "help"
ReplyDeleteI'm gonna perch on this blog post and sing bass till someone tells me to shad off.
ReplyDeleteWhat Mrs.Donna said .... I consider this the pinnacle of projection (?)
ReplyDeleteI once stopped going to a doctor because the waiting room was dirty, there was a hole in the restroom that looked like someone punched it, and there were signs posted around the check-in area with information about insurance, but there were multiple typos on the signs. Had they had a fish, it would not have bothered me! For the record, this was an eye doctor! :o
ReplyDeleteI also allow a fish's demeanor to determine my care providers. Doesn't everyone?
ReplyDeleteWe had a goldfish once, and one of those fish that eat algae and incidentally keep the tank clean. If we didn't clean the fish environment once a week, it got pretty dirty. Quickly. And, stinky. Whoever says that a fishbowl is easy-peasy to maintain hasn't ever had a large goldfish.
ReplyDeleteLast night I heard the old song, "Think I had a wet Dream, Swimming in the Gulf Stream"..... it is ALL about fish and this has reminded me of the cleverness of the song. The responses here are TOO funny.
ReplyDelete