Jul. 8th, 2003
I'm registering with a doctor (now that I've been living in Edinburgh for a year). I went down yesterday and filled in a form. I went back today to have a quick medical checkup (blood pressure 120/70, I think, pulse 63, 12 stone, 177.5 cm).
Both times the secretary on the front desk was snotty with me, so it gave me great pleasure to hand her a still warm vial containing a urine sample and watch her hold it gingerly between two fingers.
It's the little things that make life worth living.
Both times the secretary on the front desk was snotty with me, so it gave me great pleasure to hand her a still warm vial containing a urine sample and watch her hold it gingerly between two fingers.
It's the little things that make life worth living.