Friday, 23 May 2008

Don't you just love it when...

...you arrive on a night shift, do the rounds for your patients, letting them know to call you if they need you, then asking if there's anything you can do before lights out, and the response is...will you pray for us?!?!
Ok, wait, WHAT? I love it! This is why I am here...

...you're trying to get hold of a doctor at 2am and his room phone and pager aren't working and you call reception to check his pager details, the man himself just 'happens' to be there talking to the receptionist, you tell him how happy you are that he's there and his response is "God obviously knew..."

...you're sitting on top of someone else in a taxi (literally) and you can see the road flashing by through the massive great crater hole in the door, wondering how you'll actually survive if the door you couldn't shut properly decided to open.

...the phrase 'Mama, it is not good for baby to eat the shoe' (picture 10 month old chomping on said dusty flip flop, no holds barred) is quite a normal statement.

...you walk down the street and a random man says "I wanna marry you, what do ya think about that".

...handover consists of 3 small children telling you what songs to sing!?!

...being covered head to toe in white powder means you've counted out 8000 paracetamol into small medicine bags at 3 oclock in the morning.

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