Speaking of doctors without a clue, my last doctor wasn’t the sharpest knife in the drawer. He asked me when my birthday is so I answered, “20 November”. Then he asked me, “What year?” My response was, “Every year!”
July 08, 2017
Speaking of doctors without a clue, my last doctor wasn’t the sharpest knife in the drawer. He asked me when my birthday is so I answered, “20 November”. Then he asked me, “What year?” My response was, “Every year!”