|DIARY OF AN URBAN MILKMAID|
|Stupid, fucking idiot of a doctor.
Calls me at 12:17 p.m. (DURING LUNCH HOUR) and leaves me this message:
"Um. This message is for Milkmaid. Um. This is doctor Idiot. Um. I'm going to try and reach you tomorrow because I'm leaving the office now. Um. My phone number is 555-1212 ext 000. You can call me tomorrow between 9 a.m. and 5 p.m. Um. If you need any assistance before that time, please give me a call"
I swear. After I find out nothing is wrong with the kid's brain, I'm so going to fire that idiot. And I'm going to tell her why, too.
|Buh Bye! |
October 05, 2008
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|Marriage is love.|