Chief complaint of the night
"Oh my GOD....Finally!" the old woman said as I entered the room. She'd only checked into triage 45 minutes ago, I recalled, and her chart said that she'd cut herself a few days ago. Yup, it was starting to get a little red. I wondered what her hurry was. Not another facelift, I hoped. It looked like she'd already maxed out on those. Was she late for her etiquette lesson, perhaps?
"My dog is in the car. I had no idea it would take this long."
"My dog is in the car. I had no idea it would take this long."
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posted by scalpel at 1:32 PM
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Really? She waited all of 45mn?
Poor mutt must have been bored.
By the way, did you tell her not to worry, that dogs have no notion of time? :-)
The poor dog! I hope the weather wasn't too hot.
Sometimes there aren't enough villages for the idiots.
M
Once again proving that not everyone should be allowed to own a pet!
My all time favorite was the young woman who presented to the triage window and asked how long it would take because she had a job interview in twenty minutes. It's not unusual for them to come in all histrionic about some minor boo-boo but they can't wait the two minutes it takes for the registration clerk to call them up to the next desk.
That is funny!
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