In case any of you have no idea who Kevin is, he's the guy who was operating the emergency room the day I had uncontrollable nose bleeds. Basically, I was on tumblr, and suddenly my nose turned into a shower head.
But this blog is not about what a crappy nose I got from the nose store, this is about Kevin.
Me and my mom walk into the emergency room, and there he is. A bald man, with a smug look on his face, and those shower curtains nurses have to wear that I do not know what they are called.
Kevin: Name?
Mom: *Starts to say letters*
He then interrupts my mom after every letter she says, screaming
Kevin: WHAT? WHAT? WHAT?
Me: V-I-G-N-E-A-U-L-T!
Kevin: K. And what are you here for?
Me: Well all day, I felt-
Kevin: *Interrupts me* I MEAN NOW. NOT ALL DAY.
Me: OK. I am here because I had an uncontrollable nose bleed yesterday and today.
Kevin then rolls his eyes like some sassy woman.
Kevin: Um. Yeah? I don't see it bleeding right now.
GEE, WILL SOMEONE JUST GIVE THIS MAN A NOBEL PRIZE? Just, hand him a nobel prize for such insightful discoveries. Wow. Just, amazing.
Kevin: So like, why should we admit you then? Tell me why we should admit you. What are your symptoms.
This goes on for maybe 5 minutes after that. So Kevin, here's my advice: First of all, let the patients speak. Secondly, if I wouldn't have known better, maybe you would have gotten a nice demonstration of my nose bleeds on your shiny shower curtain shirt thingy..so yeah...stop that..please..
(P.S I may be the biggest hyperbole user of all time)
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