... there is a note asking me to call Mrs Scott and remind her that she has an appointment this afternoon. Apparently she phoned yesterday asking the Monday receptionist for someone to call her
I dial
Hello is that Mrs Scott?
I'm sorry I can't hear you
Hello ... Mrs Scott? (louder)
I'm deaf I can't hear a thing
I'm calling from the Brain Doctor's (shouting)
Who are you? (sounding terrified)
I'M LULU AT THE BRAIN DOCTOR'S YOU HAVE AN APPOINTMENT THIS AFTERNOON (shouting fortissimo)
Are you the Brain Doctor?
YES (bellowing)
I'm coming in today
YES
2.30
YES - GOODBYE!
When Mrs Scott arrived this afternoon she said
Did you call earlier?
yes I did
I can't hear a thing - I asked everyone who phoned this morning if they were the Brain Doctor and I've got no idea who they really were
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I'm smiling.I wish someone would ring me and ask if I'm the Brain Doctor.
ReplyDeleteIt gives me a sense of great power Dinah
DeleteExcellent training for assisting with the TV news!
ReplyDeleteI want that job!
DeleteI am not surprised to read that you are indeed the Brain Doctor. Please do not read any of my posts for the past um 53 years. I fear incarceration.
ReplyDeletelove,
Rebecca
incarcerating the sane would take up less space (a bungalow would do it) but finding them is so difficult
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