Michael.
Senior Member
- Location
- UK (Surrey)
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A doctor was known for his atrocious handwriting which sometimes defeated even the staff at the local chemists.
Occasionally, a sales clerk would ring him up to confirm what exactly he had prescribed to a hapless patient.
One day, a sales clerk who was newly hired was attending to a customer with a prescription from the notorious doctor.
No one among the old hands at the chemists could make out the scribbling on this particular prescription, so they asked him to call up the doctor to clarify.
"You are new, aren't you?" asked the doctor over the phone, attempting humour with the new clerk. "Are you sure you cannot read one word of it?"
"Oh, no!" replied the clerk nonchalantly, "I can read it all right, it is just that I do not have my flute with me right now, else I would play it for you."
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Kevin was updating the guest list for his upcoming party with responses from invitees when he came across a reply from his doctor.
Unable to read the medic's squiggles, he called out to his wife to help him decipher whether the doctor was accepting the invite or declining.
"Can't make head or tail of it," said his wife after several minutes of staring the paper, "but, tell you what, why don't you take it to the chemists down the street.
They can always read doctors' prescriptions."
So Kevin trudged down to the chemists and handed over the paper to the sales clerk without saying a word.
Equally silently, the sales clerk reached out to a shelf and plonked down a bottle of aspirin on the counter.
"That, sir, will be $2.49!"
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A doctor was known for his atrocious handwriting which sometimes defeated even the staff at the local chemists.
Occasionally, a sales clerk would ring him up to confirm what exactly he had prescribed to a hapless patient.
One day, a sales clerk who was newly hired was attending to a customer with a prescription from the notorious doctor.
No one among the old hands at the chemists could make out the scribbling on this particular prescription, so they asked him to call up the doctor to clarify.
"You are new, aren't you?" asked the doctor over the phone, attempting humour with the new clerk. "Are you sure you cannot read one word of it?"
"Oh, no!" replied the clerk nonchalantly, "I can read it all right, it is just that I do not have my flute with me right now, else I would play it for you."
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Kevin was updating the guest list for his upcoming party with responses from invitees when he came across a reply from his doctor.
Unable to read the medic's squiggles, he called out to his wife to help him decipher whether the doctor was accepting the invite or declining.
"Can't make head or tail of it," said his wife after several minutes of staring the paper, "but, tell you what, why don't you take it to the chemists down the street.
They can always read doctors' prescriptions."
So Kevin trudged down to the chemists and handed over the paper to the sales clerk without saying a word.
Equally silently, the sales clerk reached out to a shelf and plonked down a bottle of aspirin on the counter.
"That, sir, will be $2.49!"
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