It’s already hit Snopes:
My 72 year old mom is pretty good about contacting me to check before she responds to things, but I might pre-emptively send her a head’s-up on this one. That is truly one of the shittiest scams I’ve seen in a long time, since it’s obviously aimed (even more than usual) at the old and the infirm.
Scammers and spammers make me really want to believe in karma - these people have many turns through the wheel as the bacteria that live in your shit coming to them.
That’s some mighty fine Engrish right there.
Are you me? I have nearly the same rant, except mine is my 4th UTI in 8 months. :smack:
Blech.
Dear webcomic/blog authors: if your RSS feed consists of one entry, it is about as useful in figuring out how many new entries I’ve missed as a bookmark to your index page. Which is about as useful as a sea pig is to a jewish chef. Cut that shit out. Give us at least 2, preferably closer to 10 if you update multiple times a week.
Funny how getting healthy can be so counterintuitive. To treat my IBS, I was told to avoid fiber and switch to white bread, which is totally the opposite of what I would have expected.
Did it help?
He doesn’t know. He hasn’t crapped since he switched.
When you have to perform a vaginal ultrasound, please do not sound dismayed and annoyed when your patient repeatedly gasps and cries out in pain. She makes those noises because
you’re hurting her.
(I dunno, maybe I frightened her.)
Please do not say things like, “Well, I’m nowhere near where I need to be.” I’m not trying to be difficult.
You’re hurting me.
I remember thinking, she’s this tiny, pretty little thing – she won’t hurt me like the icy blonde I had last time. The icy blonde was patient and kind compared to this one. (Maybe I frightened her.)
She suggested we reschedule and they’d do an exterior ultrasound where I drink 40 oz. of water beforehand. Why… why on earth didn’t we just do that, then? I’ve been dreading this day for a month, you HURT ME and then tell me we have an alternative??
Excuse me while I go consume some chocolate. At least this day is over.
Complain complain complain! This is unacceptable behavior. She needs to be reported to anyone and everyone you can think of.
Reminds me of when the urologist asked me if it hurt when his handy-dandy device that was up my rectum inserted needles into my prostate. And how my PCP was surprised that he did the biopsy without a general anesthetic of some kind.
Which proves to me that this urologist has no familiarity with his own rectum, because anyone who does would know that
THE PROSTATE IS SENSITIVE! IT HAS NERVE ENDINGS!
Seriously, this was over a year ago and remembering it still makes me shudder and cringe. Unfortunately, there was no one to report him to because he was the office, and apparently biopsies without general anesthetic are not malpractice.
I would be doing biopsies of his eyeballs.
Hmm, I should try that. It sounds counter-intuitive, but if your bowels are getting all roughed up by all that roughage, I think it would cause pain and problems.
That’s not funny! (I don’t know why I snorted out loud. 
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Oh yeah, I actually came here for an anti-rant - I just finished our income taxes today! Woo to the Hoooooo! 
And my mini-rant that I keep forgetting too (you ever wonder how my post count got that high? :p). I dreamed last night that I watched someone get run over by a truck and had their left arm half smeared off. What the hell, brain? Where did that come from, and why did you think I needed that image in my head?
I hadn’t even noticed here was an attachment. 
A while back, I heard about an accident where the driver had his arm hanging out the window and hit something which sheared his arm right off. He was probably texting, I don’t know.
But anyhow, someone ran up and grabbed his arm and ran away with it. The miscreant was caught, the arm was returned to its rightful owner and the thief was charged with arm robbery.
When I’m having anxiety dreams, its always about losing things and then getting lost while looking for whatever was lost. I haven’t had any of those dreams for a long time. Excuse me while I log off and then go kiss my husband and tell him that I love him.
That sounds like Herman from The Simpsons. “When your teacher tells you to keep your arm inside the bus windows, by God you do it!”
Ok, jackass customer:
Despite what you say, 48 doesn’t equal 48 and 428 doesn’t equal 128.
That’s why you don’t have 160G of ram in your server. The computer you used to re-open this ticket in order to re-iterate this insane and easily disprovable claim is more than capable of handling this trivial calculation, even if your split pea brain can’t handle basic arithmetic.
Please stop coming up with strange fantasies about why your server doesn’t have 160G of ram. We have completely removed all other possibilites. I’ve opened up the server and checked. It has 144G of ram. Magic math is not going to fool me. I swear, I will lose control of my faculties and your motherboard will be a path to ground for a 120V ac circuit if you don’t stop.
Concur. Highly, highly concur. If she’s doing that to you, she’s doing that to other patients as well. We don’t have THAT bad of a dr. shortage that we need crap like this in the system.
Here:
** *chocolate ***