This blog is becoming all about work. Too bad. I was thinking I could write a comedy docudrama about it all. Maybe call it something sparse and arty like, “The Office”. It could be a real success, despite what you shower of nay-sayers may think.

TODAY'S MOST SUCCESSFUL PHONE CONVERSATION:

Phone: Ring ring
(at 2.15pm) Me: Good morning, department one speaking.
Person on phone: Er, sorry?
Me: Um, I mean neuro speaking. And good afternoon. And this is department one, also.

TODAY'S SECOND MOST SUCCESSFUL PHONE CONVERSATON:

Person on phone: I am ringing about Margaret Burke’s appointment with Dr. Whatserface. Blah blah blah, moan moan moan. When can I expect <extra-special service that I am unwilling to pay for, or perhaps even turn up for> to happen? I would like everything yesterday please.
Me: Let me just get Margaret’s file here. I see she has special needs. Are you her mother?
Person on phone: No, I’m her husband.
Me: Oh dear. Ha ha ha. Excuse me.

That’ll do.

neuro-praxis – Could Have Done More But Didn’t Want To