Nov 20, 2008 13:14
So the hypochondriac in me decided to head down to A&E after coughing out a few spats of blood. Over at the hospital, I was mostly met with zombified staff whom I reckon were behaving the way they were due to the fact that it is the graveyard shift. Obviously these zombies do not really think through what they say because this conversation actually happened between me and this particular zombified nurse:
Nurse: What's wrong with you?
Me: I had on and off fever and I coughed out lots of blood earlier on.
Nurse: Did you take your temperature?
Me: No.
Nurse: Then how you know you had fever?
Me: Duh... it's like how I know I need to go shit?
Ok... so I didn't say that to her... but I really wanted to. I mean, you don't need a thermometer to know you are having a fever. Your body naturally lets you know! Boy, was that a classic....