One heck of a doctor

I walked into a clinic recently. Upon my arrival, there was an old man sitting at the entrance, behind a desk. A conversation soon started.

Man : Who are you?

Meph : A patient, can I see the doctor?

Man : What's wrong?

Meph : Who the fuck are you?

Man : I am the doctor.

Meph : I cut my finger with a chainsaw on purpose.

(I proceed to show the idiot my cut)

Man : Oh, in my opinion, you should go see another doctor.

Meph : What the fuck are you here for Doc? Can't you bandage it up for me?

Man : We don't do dressing here.

Meph : What's that supposed to mean? What sort of shit place is this?

Man : I am really sorry your highness, but I am a loser, and I can't even tie my own shoelace. Look, I'm wearing slippers.

Meph : Screw you!!


Try mentioning to a family member that you're going to see a doctor. They'll mostly probably recommend you their doctor. "Go to Dr Balls. He's the best. There was this one time, I severed my right nut off, and he attached it together, using only super glue. He's the best." To everyone, their doctor seems to be the best. But there can't be a thousand best doctors. There can only be one best. Where are the doctors who graduated at the bottom of the class? Why do people recommend you their doctor? Because they lived to tell the tale? No. I have no idea myself.

What's worse, is that they'll also ask you to mention their name to the doctor. "When you see Dr Balls, tell him you're Cleopatra's nephew." What the fuck for? Maybe if you mention your relations, he'd give you proper medication. The rest he gives Mentos.

Just once I'd like to hear someone go "You should go to Dr Rosini, he's the worst. Absolutely the worst. What ever you have, after you see him, you'd be worse. He's a butcher." And for once, I'd like someone to take that advice. Go see Dr Rosini. The first thing you should look for is his certificate. If he doesn't have a cert, look for your insurance card. If he does, it might look like this:




I'm sure you can imagine what happens next.