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Had to laugh at how this one was ending.

You've heard me talk about all the social detritus that comes into my hospital. Including "friends & family" of the patients. Yesterday just about topped it all.

I was placing an epidural and generally chit chatting with the patient and her sister. Sister said, I think someone in the waiting room stole my wallet out of my purse. She had just gotten off working the night shift at a local casino and had about $280 in tips in cash. She fell asleep in the waiting room. Woken up by the nurses after they get her admitted and settled in. That's when she noticed the wallet was missing.

Later that morning, local police out there interviewing people and looking over the hospital video tapes. Video cameras were installed EVERYWHERE after Katrina and ensuing security fallout*. They were able to identify the perp. He was the baby daddy of someone else delivering that day. Crime solved, just a matter of catching him.

But it gets better. That afternoon, I overhear a phone conversation. Baby daddy crook had called the other family member (baby mamma's mamma) in the waiting room. And she was giving him hell. "No one told you to steal that money. What the hell were you thinking? Oh no, don't go blaming anyone else, its your own damn fault. The police have your name and address. I hope you go to jail." ROFLMAO

Then Dirks Bentley started going through my head.

"5-1-5-0 somebody call the po po"

JLC
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IQ of a butt pimple.
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IQ of a butt pimple.

Which has unfortunately reproduced.

JLC
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