Juicelog Tues 160506: Visiting my doctor is not something I look forward to and yesterday was not an exception. The summer weather is bringing out my hayfever (which I’ve had since a child). Just in case we have another blazing hot summer I want to ensure that I’m not butt plugging my nostrils with Kleenex and scratching my eyeballs out.
At my GP surgery they have one of these funky electronic LED signs / board (similar to the electronic boards at underground tube stations that inform the general public how long they have to wait for their next tube) that produces a loud beep showing the following info:
- Name of the patient
- Name of the doctor
- Which room the doctor is in
- Which floor the room is on
when your GP is ready to see you. Each time the sign beeps everybody in the waiting room immediately looks at the sign to check to see if they’re due to be seen. The thing I’m not too mad about is when my GP is ready to see me the sign beeps and then shows my Chinese name in full. Not that I’m ashamed of my Chinese name but I rarely ever use my full name because the first part of my name is spelt…………Kok. Many of you will recognise this as sounding one of the three Gods that are worshipped by the gaylords.
My name was chosen by my grandpa (my father’s father) and I’m slightly miffed that he didn’t bother to check his Chinese-English dic………tionary at the time of my birth.
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