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I'm putting myself in total humiliation here but well it's pretty funny now I come to think of it...
While in the Timberland Hospital for a visit...
Me: (walks around the hospital and comes upon the place for the babies)
Friend: Ehhh, let's look at the babies.
Me: Okay. (both start peering at the babies through the glass)
Then nurse comes over. Friend runs away and didn't tell me! Bah...
Nurse: (starts mouthing something from the other side of window)
Me: What? (waves frantically with hands) Can't hear you?
Nurse: (starts mouthing something again, very serious look on face)
Me: EH?! (cups hand over ear)
Nurse: (almost shouting I think) IS THIS YOUR BABY?! (looks seriously at me) IS THIS YOURS?!
Me: (gape) (continue gaping then...) WHAT?!!!! NOOOOO!! OH MY GAWD ARE YOU... EWWWWWWW... (gape gape)
Nurse: Not yours?
Me: HELL NO!!! (runs away)
Me: (thinking) Wth is wrong with that nurse? Do I look like someone who just bersalin?! For heaven's sakes, that baby was born like (I saw the chart) ON TODAY JUST A FEW HOURS AGO! If I WERE the mum, hello? Do you think I'd be so healthy already? Walking around the hospital not pale and haggard and everything? AND HELLO! I"M WEARING BLOUSE AND JEANS!! Ring a bell?! Hello! If I were the (eww ewww eww) mum, I would be in a maternity hospital gown right?! Gawdddddd what a stupid nurse. She should get fired. AND SHE MUST BE EXTREMELY BLIND BECAUSE UNLESS I'M WRONG, THE BABY WAS AN INDIAN! HE (or is it she) HAS AN INDIAN NAME WRITTEN ON THE CHART!! Gawddddd...
Friend: Haha... your baby...
Me: (exceedingly pissed) Oh shuddup... (scowls at stupid blind nurse)
Nurse: (scowls back) If this isn't your baby, you can't see! (scowls and then shuts curtain)
Me: (gape)
Oh and can someone please figure this out for me...
The dress code for musicians on Sunday morning:
Boys: Long pants, Long sleeved shirts and tie
Girls: Blouse (no sleeveless) Skirt (not ABOVE the knee) or long pants (3/4 or 2 and a 1/2 pants)
What the hell is 2 and a half pants?!
The world has gone mad. Exceedingly mad. Phooeyyy...
While in the Timberland Hospital for a visit...
Me: (walks around the hospital and comes upon the place for the babies)
Friend: Ehhh, let's look at the babies.
Me: Okay. (both start peering at the babies through the glass)
Then nurse comes over. Friend runs away and didn't tell me! Bah...
Nurse: (starts mouthing something from the other side of window)
Me: What? (waves frantically with hands) Can't hear you?
Nurse: (starts mouthing something again, very serious look on face)
Me: EH?! (cups hand over ear)
Nurse: (almost shouting I think) IS THIS YOUR BABY?! (looks seriously at me) IS THIS YOURS?!
Me: (gape) (continue gaping then...) WHAT?!!!! NOOOOO!! OH MY GAWD ARE YOU... EWWWWWWW... (gape gape)
Nurse: Not yours?
Me: HELL NO!!! (runs away)
Me: (thinking) Wth is wrong with that nurse? Do I look like someone who just bersalin?! For heaven's sakes, that baby was born like (I saw the chart) ON TODAY JUST A FEW HOURS AGO! If I WERE the mum, hello? Do you think I'd be so healthy already? Walking around the hospital not pale and haggard and everything? AND HELLO! I"M WEARING BLOUSE AND JEANS!! Ring a bell?! Hello! If I were the (eww ewww eww) mum, I would be in a maternity hospital gown right?! Gawdddddd what a stupid nurse. She should get fired. AND SHE MUST BE EXTREMELY BLIND BECAUSE UNLESS I'M WRONG, THE BABY WAS AN INDIAN! HE (or is it she) HAS AN INDIAN NAME WRITTEN ON THE CHART!! Gawddddd...
Friend: Haha... your baby...
Me: (exceedingly pissed) Oh shuddup... (scowls at stupid blind nurse)
Nurse: (scowls back) If this isn't your baby, you can't see! (scowls and then shuts curtain)
Me: (gape)
Oh and can someone please figure this out for me...
The dress code for musicians on Sunday morning:
Boys: Long pants, Long sleeved shirts and tie
Girls: Blouse (no sleeveless) Skirt (not ABOVE the knee) or long pants (3/4 or 2 and a 1/2 pants)
What the hell is 2 and a half pants?!
The world has gone mad. Exceedingly mad. Phooeyyy...
posted by *~siaw hui~* at 11:22 PM
6 Comments:
LOL! Indian baby! Lol lol lol! Eh Siaw Hui, didn't know you were interested in an Indian guy. Even so, we had an abstinence pledge last year LOL! Ok jk jk. Remember the terms of that dreaded contract. And i came up with the Haagen-Dazz idea. Actually, one of the a's has two dots on top of it so u can escape by saying there's no such ice cream. Small things like these do matter. ;)
yeah indian baby. the nurse is blind i tell you, blind!! hopelessly so. she has no common sense too. duh, would i be walking around in blouse and jeans if i just gave birth?
oh gawd, that didn't sound right. ewwwieee ewwwwwwww...
that contract? HAH! i'm winning it anyway so i won't owe any of them anything. hah!
HAHAHA "Is this your baby???" XDDD Indian baby again XD My gawd, stupid nurse, you're so young again *cackles* Hmmm, who'd be your husband then?? Has to be some Indian guy right? *dies from laughter*
Hmmm, 2 and a 1/2 pants, maybe they mean you putting on 2 pairs of pants and a last pair which is cut in half *grins* What? Scared you'll be cold wad. XD Okay, I've gone mad too *cackles*
yipes!!! aidan!!! u said it was air tight!!! crap! tsk tsk siaw. cheatin on akmal once he cabut go uk
haha... denial denial... :)
oh shuddup. *sweat*
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