Mr. Biochem: "What did my labs show?"
Dr. Grumpy: "Well, your homocysteine level was high, and..."
Mr. Biochem: "That's impossible! I'm not gay!"
الجمعة، 30 سبتمبر 2011
الخميس، 29 سبتمبر 2011
Ask and ye shall receive
Around Jewish holidays Local Grocery always puts up a display which varies depending on the holiday, featuring Matzoh, or Hanukah candles, or Hamantashen, or whatever is appropriate. They always hang a banner over it that says "The Jewish Experience."
Earlier this week I joked with a friend that if they really wanted to give shoppers "The Jewish Experience" they'd have some old lady there, telling people to stand up straight and making them feel guilty about something.
It was a joke. That was all.
So last night, on the way home, I stopped at the store for apples and a round challah for Rosh Hashanah. I found the "Jewish Experience" display with a pile of challahs, grabbed one... And was blindsided. This ancient silver-haired grandmother pounced on me out of nowhere.
Grandma Crabgrass: "That one's not fresh."
Dr. Grumpy: "Excuse me?"
Grandma Crabgrass: "That challah. It isn't fresh."
Dr. Grumpy: "It feels fresh."
Grandma Crabgrass: "It's not."
Dr. Grumpy: "Fine" (puts down challah A, grabs challah B, starts to turn away)
Grandma Crabgrass: "That one's stale, too. They're all hard as rocks."
Dr. Grumpy: "They're fine. It's not like they're leftover from last year's Rosh Hashanah."
Grandma Crabgrass: "How do you know? Your mother wouldn't approve of that challah."
Dr. Grumpy: "Look. I'm taking this challah and leaving."
Grandma Crabgrass: "You'll need two."
She wasn't even one of my patients.
Earlier this week I joked with a friend that if they really wanted to give shoppers "The Jewish Experience" they'd have some old lady there, telling people to stand up straight and making them feel guilty about something.
It was a joke. That was all.
So last night, on the way home, I stopped at the store for apples and a round challah for Rosh Hashanah. I found the "Jewish Experience" display with a pile of challahs, grabbed one... And was blindsided. This ancient silver-haired grandmother pounced on me out of nowhere.
Grandma Crabgrass: "That one's not fresh."
Dr. Grumpy: "Excuse me?"
Grandma Crabgrass: "That challah. It isn't fresh."
Dr. Grumpy: "It feels fresh."
Grandma Crabgrass: "It's not."
Dr. Grumpy: "Fine" (puts down challah A, grabs challah B, starts to turn away)
Grandma Crabgrass: "That one's stale, too. They're all hard as rocks."
Dr. Grumpy: "They're fine. It's not like they're leftover from last year's Rosh Hashanah."
Grandma Crabgrass: "How do you know? Your mother wouldn't approve of that challah."
Dr. Grumpy: "Look. I'm taking this challah and leaving."
Grandma Crabgrass: "You'll need two."
She wasn't even one of my patients.
الأربعاء، 28 سبتمبر 2011
No kidding
Dr. Grumpy: "Are you allergic to any medications?"
Mrs. Morton: "Yes, ether makes me lose consciousness."
Mrs. Morton: "Yes, ether makes me lose consciousness."
Sigh
Look, sir. I think it's great that you want Mom to be able to reach you.
You're obviously a devoted son, and I respect that. In spite of Mom having advanced Alzheimer's disease, you're doing your best to take care of her.
Wanting her to be able to call you at any given time is a noble idea.
BUT
Let's face it. Mom can't work a toaster. So buying her an iPhone was not a great idea.
You're obviously a devoted son, and I respect that. In spite of Mom having advanced Alzheimer's disease, you're doing your best to take care of her.
Wanting her to be able to call you at any given time is a noble idea.
BUT
Let's face it. Mom can't work a toaster. So buying her an iPhone was not a great idea.
الثلاثاء، 27 سبتمبر 2011
Great patient moments
"Doctor, I saw something on television last night. They have a machine, called an MRI, that can take pictures of your brain. Have you ever heard of this?"
Schedule
Dr. Grumpy: "Hi, I'm Dr. Grumpy. What can I do for you, sir?"
Mr. Gregorian: "My previous neurologist retired, so I want to get established with one for this year."
Dr. Grumpy: "Okay. What's up?"
Mr. Gregorian: "I was looking at my calender, and realized that I have heart attacks in even-numbered years and strokes in odd-numbered years. Since it's getting late in 2011 I need to get ready."
Mr. Gregorian: "My previous neurologist retired, so I want to get established with one for this year."
Dr. Grumpy: "Okay. What's up?"
Mr. Gregorian: "I was looking at my calender, and realized that I have heart attacks in even-numbered years and strokes in odd-numbered years. Since it's getting late in 2011 I need to get ready."
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