That's when I knew it was over...Nice and simple this week. Just tell us the exact moment you knew that relationship, that job or that penchant for custard-dipped young boys was over.
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chthonic, Thu 21 Jul 2005, 10:45)
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Time to leaveWorked as a receptionist at night for an out of hours Doctors service.
Had been held at knife knife point in my second week by a guy looking for methadone.
Had a woman collapse in the waiting room while we were alone and stop breathing, when the Dr finally came through he words were "call an ambulance and get her the fuck out".
But it was when someone placed a bag on the counter and asked if the Dr could look at it, that I thought enough was enough. It was a plastic bag filled with, again in the ladies own words, "a blood clot the size and shape of a cows kidney". This had been discharged after her grand-daughter hadn't had a period for three months. The smell was increadible and how the hell does she know what size and shape a cows kidney is.
There were others but I'll only end up crying at the stupidity of some people in this world.
(, Thu 21 Jul 2005, 13:02, Reply)
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