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Showing posts with label Which hurts more? My shoulder or my violated soul?. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Which hurts more? My shoulder or my violated soul?. Show all posts

Thursday, 4 September 2008

Thinking horrible, filthy, nasty words right now



NHS (UK National Health Service) = spawn of Satan

I apologise if you happen to work for the NHS and think I am being unfair. Trust me, I do not blame you, I blame the system. Perhaps I should rephrase:

My experience of NHS = behaviour of Satan's spawn.

I am beyond words. I don't know whether to laugh or cry or just, like sue somebody. Yeah right.

Perhaps there are people out there with good opinions of the NHS. I would (not) be interested to hear why they think it is a system that actually works.

Be warned people, if you thought South African incompetence was world class, it pales in comparison to this little health care gem in the first world. 

I would just like to say:

I want my piece of bone back! There was no reason for you to take it from me, and now my arm is worse off than before! I feel violated.

My god I seem to have pissed off the Karmic accountants at the moment. What have I done to deserve this? Do I have bad feng shui?