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Re: Re: Re: Fast Car Also Sent
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Hear, hear!
I had to take a couple of sick days recently (flu) and when I returned, my boss asked why I hadn't gone to see my GP. Why would I make an appointment, get dressed, go out in this weather to his/her office, sit in the waiting room infecting others, only for him/her to tell me what I already know, when I'd be much better off staying in bed? Or why waste his/her time by having him/her visit me?
Actually, I've lived in this country for three years and I never even registered with a GP, so it was a moot point anyway :oP
But to call an ambulance for a common cold??? There's only one cure for that: a smack upside the head.
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