Say you knew someone who had recently travelled to – oh, I don’t know – Europe and the UK for example.
Say that someone ended up getting sick as a dog (get it?) and texted you with a request to make a doctor’s appointment for them asap after their arrival.
Say you rang up the doctor’s surgery and the receptionist was playing silly buggers about fitting that person in.
Say you sort of mentioned that you were sure it wasn’t swine flu in a kinda laughing way (which has a similar affect to ‘open sesame’ fyi… or so I’ve heard).
Anyway, say you took that someone to their appointment and, before you had time to read a couple of pages, that someone was back in the car with scripts in hand.
Say that someone reported they had been given a mask on arrival and whisked off to an isolated office where the doctor questioned them about their symptoms before declaring that it wasn’t swine flu.
So, given this scenario, do you think it would be wrong to piss yourself laughing all the way home?
Just wondering.
Kris + Books = Good. *Sometimes*. 
Oh no, I'd be busting a gut. LOL Glad its not swine flu but I find flying is just one gigantic germ festival. I almost always come home with something after a long trip.
Hope she's feeling better soon and is happy to be home. We just got home half an hour ago (4400 km in 19 days) and I am glad to be here although do NOT want to go to work tomorrow. Sigh.
*gigglesnort* It wa-, err, I mean, it DOES sound fucking funny, doesn't it.
“Hope she's feeling better soon and is happy to be home.”
Hope who is?? 😉
Welcome home! But you have to go to work straight away? That's poo.
August 4, 2009 8:19 AM
roflmao!!! OMG you did? That is too effin funny. I would just be laughing so hard I wouldn't be able to drive!
Unbelievably, last time I was getting blood tests the woman asked me if I had just come back from 'home'. When I looked at her blankly, she claimed I had a Canadian accent and wanted to test me for swine flu.
HAHAHA, I'd love to hear your Canadian accent Sean. 🙂
Usually if I get accused of having an accent it's an English one, so the Canadian angle was really bizarre. Maybe I slurred a little and said 'aboot'?
I can't believe in North Carolina I was laughed at for saying “gas” station. As opposed to “gaaaay-us” station. Ummm. Its three letters, one syllable. Humph. People can't speak English down there. I offered to say petrol but that just made it seem even funnier to them. Sigh.
You are too effin funny!!!!
I hope the victim of your hypothetical story is ok and that they weren't too upset when/if they found out they almost were a victim of Swine Flu 🙂
Tracy: Hehehe. The drive home was touch and go there for a while. I don't think the Mumma was too impressed tho, especially when I pulled up outside her place and told her to go so I could ring up the Baby Brother and tell him all about it. LOL!
Sean: Maybe it was all the 'ehs' you randomly added to your sentences. 🙂
Tam: It IS a petrol station. Gas is omething else entirely… and not just limited to stomach upsets.
Lily: It's an insta family classic! Who knew some people actually believe my random shit, although there was the time when I kept on changing the background colour on the blog and everyone was very sympathetic to the problems I was having. *snortle*
Bloody swine flu. It's a pain in the toot. Bit rife here at the moment. And yes, I'd be sniggering too!!
You are positively mean! I do feel sorry for that certain person.
Welcome home Tam 🙂
Sarah: It's not too bad here in WA, but is hellish over in the eastern states, especially in Melbourne.
“And yes, I'd be sniggering too!!” *GRIN*
Ingrid: I know, but she loves me anyway. 🙂
Welcome back Tam!
Hmmmm – you're evil Kris 😉
*sniggering*
Kris, were you trying to cause havoc and panic in an airport? And were this *hypotethical person* looked askance with suspect and fear by her fellow travellers? You are mean, girl! 😉
Orannia: Everyone keeps on calling me evil like it's something I should be ashamed of or something. 😉
Sara: “You are mean, girl! ;)” And??? You trying to go somehwere with this??
God Damn You Sissy….
The first time that I check out my beloved daughter's blog for almost a week and this is what I find!
I am a very sick Mumma and do not need you to laugh your arse off about my illness. You really know how to kick a Mumma when she is down.
Whoopsy. Sprung big time.
Love you, Mumma! Get well soon. Mwah!