A mixture of law, politics, autobiography and humour. Once described as "The Devilish Advocate"
(Guardian), I do have the ability to provoke a response. Sometimes it comes from someone who uses a thought process, and sometimes from jerks usually associated with the knee.
I'm surprised the woman wasn't dumb enough to visit me about this...
And I'd hazard a guess that the real reason she feels "humiliation, mental anguish, embarrassment [and] gross indignity" is that she's actually a complete fuckwit.
I don't think it is a legal problem. I just wasn't sure whether it was an A&E case with her jaw ache, or whether she lost a screw from upstairs and needs to be sectioned off.
If she'd have turned up at my place she'd have had one hell of a wait, I can tell you. Targets or no targets.
I wouldn't have sent her packing, oh no, I'd have just left her there, growing older and older in the waiting room.
She wouldn't even be able to complain, because of the chew, still adhering her teeth to each other, like superglue.
Maybe she'd die there, malnourished and emaciated from the wait: "Oh no, old woman, you can't have anything to eat or drink - your teeth are stuck together with chew. And anyway, best to be nil by mouth until you see the doctor..."
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This can't be true can it?!
It's on a par with the 'Hot Starbucks coffee + small child + moving car - parental brain cells = scalded kid + lawsuit + kerching!!!' scandal of last year.
I'm surprised the woman wasn't dumb enough to visit me about this...
And I'd hazard a guess that the real reason she feels "humiliation, mental anguish, embarrassment [and] gross indignity" is that she's actually a complete fuckwit.
True as I'm sat here typing this response.
I don't think it is a legal problem. I just wasn't sure whether it was an A&E case with her jaw ache, or whether she lost a screw from upstairs and needs to be sectioned off.
She needs to something off, certainly.
If she'd have turned up at my place she'd have had one hell of a wait, I can tell you. Targets or no targets.
I wouldn't have sent her packing, oh no, I'd have just left her there, growing older and older in the waiting room.
She wouldn't even be able to complain, because of the chew, still adhering her teeth to each other, like superglue.
Maybe she'd die there, malnourished and emaciated from the wait: "Oh no, old woman, you can't have anything to eat or drink - your teeth are stuck together with chew. And anyway, best to be nil by mouth until you see the doctor..."
It feels good to get that off my chest.
Funny you should say that, it's what I imagined a long wait and hope that she eventually comes to her senses...
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