Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Happy hour. Every hour.
At the office this morning, a patient came in for some blood work that required him to be fasting prior to the appointment. When the nurse asked him if he had anything to eat or drink today, he replied, "no food... but I had a drink." And he smiled through a red face, wreaking of alcohol. Some people are just amazing. Did I mention it was about 11am?
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HAHAHA...all your blog entries have some kind of hate in it. hilarious.
-b
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