Part of my life is taken up working at the local GP surgery. You hear many things there, some of which you wish you hadn’t heard, but these two recent calls left me speechless, if only because of the absurdness
I can’t come to my appointment today because I’m not feeling very well
What the heck were you coming for then? A casual chat over a cuppa and iced bun? Book a holiday?
I cancelled my appointment because it was about to thunder
Was the thunder going to make you worse, better, scare the living daylights out of you? Or is it simply you loose the use of your legs?
What’s your best excuse for not going to your GP appointment?