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LOL -- I just went back and read that thread! It would have been funny if it hadn't hurt SO MUCH !!!
OMG -- I''m DYING here!!!Date: 9/11/2008 11:18:37 AM
Author: Upgradable
Just thought you''d all appreciate this.
I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the week. Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor''s office to tell me that I had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 am. I had only just packed everyone off to work and school, and it was already around 8:45am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes, so I didn''t have any time to spare. As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn''t going to be able to make the full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet the washcloth that was sitting next to the sink, and gave myself a quick wash in that area to make sure I was at least presentable. I threw the washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment. I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in. Knowing the procedure, as I''m sure you do, I hopped up on the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was in Paris or some other place a million miles away. I was a little surprised when the doctor said, my, we have made an extra effort this morning, haven''t we? I didn''t respond. After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home. The rest of the day was normal. Some shopping, cleaning, and cooking. After school when my 6 year old daughter was playing, she called out from the bathroom, ''Mommy, where''s my washcloth? I told her to get another one from the cupboard. She replied, ''No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all my glitter and sparkles saved inside it.
Never going back to that doctor. Ever.
Bwahahahahahahaha!!!!!Date: 9/11/2008 11:18:37 AM
Author: Upgradable
Just thought you''d all appreciate this.
I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the week. Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor''s office to tell me that I had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 am. I had only just packed everyone off to work and school, and it was already around 8:45am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes, so I didn''t have any time to spare. As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn''t going to be able to make the full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet the washcloth that was sitting next to the sink, and gave myself a quick wash in that area to make sure I was at least presentable. I threw the washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment. I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in. Knowing the procedure, as I''m sure you do, I hopped up on the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was in Paris or some other place a million miles away. I was a little surprised when the doctor said, my, we have made an extra effort this morning, haven''t we? I didn''t respond. After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home. The rest of the day was normal. Some shopping, cleaning, and cooking. After school when my 6 year old daughter was playing, she called out from the bathroom, ''Mommy, where''s my washcloth? I told her to get another one from the cupboard. She replied, ''No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all my glitter and sparkles saved inside it.
Never going back to that doctor. Ever.
Did that actually happen to you, or is that something you got from the Internet? Because I remember reading this story years ago...Date: 9/11/2008 11:18:37 AM
Author: Upgradable
Just thought you''d all appreciate this.
I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the week. Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor''s office to tell me that I had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 am. I had only just packed everyone off to work and school, and it was already around 8:45am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes, so I didn''t have any time to spare. As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn''t going to be able to make the full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet the washcloth that was sitting next to the sink, and gave myself a quick wash in that area to make sure I was at least presentable. I threw the washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment. I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in. Knowing the procedure, as I''m sure you do, I hopped up on the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was in Paris or some other place a million miles away. I was a little surprised when the doctor said, my, we have made an extra effort this morning, haven''t we? I didn''t respond. After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home. The rest of the day was normal. Some shopping, cleaning, and cooking. After school when my 6 year old daughter was playing, she called out from the bathroom, ''Mommy, where''s my washcloth? I told her to get another one from the cupboard. She replied, ''No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all my glitter and sparkles saved inside it.
Never going back to that doctor. Ever.
Ah.Date: 9/11/2008 12:02:49 PM
Author: Upgradable
It is indeed a well circulated joke. However, it comes off funnier if that''s not disclosed until after the laughter has abated.
I guess that''s why I find it so funny not only now, but did at the time as well, I wasn''t in any pain.Date: 9/11/2008 11:10:10 AM
Author: Dee*Jay
LOL -- I just went back and read that thread! It would have been funny if it hadn''t hurt SO MUCH !!!
Date: 9/11/2008 9:14:14 AM
Author: Harriet
The legal ones irk me too.Date: 9/10/2008 11:18:04 PM
Author: thing2of2
DITTO! The self-absorption really blows my mind.
And some of the questions that get asked on PS blow my mind, too! I mean, you don''t need to post every question that pops into your mind, ya know?! Especially the super specific ones, like medical stuff. I''m just like ''You''re coming to a DIAMOND WEBSITE for medical advice?!! Go to a doctor!'' (Obviously some people have but want to compare notes, etc., which I totally get, but I''ve seen a few where I''m like)!
ETA: dfan, you never sound preachy!
Self-absorption? Sorry.Ms. Harriet would like to thank all those who''ve read her neverending IL saga, including the non-preachy DF.
Date: 9/11/2008 10:22:17 AM
Author: Skippy123
Ah, we love you too!Date: 9/11/2008 10:08:15 AM
Author: Dee*Jay
Bottom line, gals and guys, I LUV YA!I love everyone here too!!!
Date: 9/11/2008 10:53:53 AM
Author: Independent Gal
I''m glad you posted this thread, because I go through phases where I really want to say what I''m thinking... and every now and then I do. And then I feel horrible and guilty.
So knowing that everyone else has those thoughts sometimes too makes me feel less like an ogre.
But I''ll keep trying to behave.
And not just because I''m terrified of SKIPPY THE ASSASSIN!!!!
Date: 9/11/2008 11:18:37 AM
Author: Upgradable
Just thought you'd all appreciate this.
I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the week. Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor's office to tell me that I had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 am. I had only just packed everyone off to work and school, and it was already around 8:45am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes, so I didn't have any time to spare. As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn't going to be able to make the full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet the washcloth that was sitting next to the sink, and gave myself a quick wash in that area to make sure I was at least presentable. I threw the washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment. I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in. Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you do, I hopped up on the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was in Paris or some other place a million miles away. I was a little surprised when the doctor said, my, we have made an extra effort this morning, haven't we? I didn't respond. After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home. The rest of the day was normal. Some shopping, cleaning, and cooking. After school when my 6 year old daughter was playing, she called out from the bathroom, 'Mommy, where's my washcloth? I told her to get another one from the cupboard. She replied, 'No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all my glitter and sparkles saved inside it.
Never going back to that doctor. Ever.
Harriet, coming on PS to vent about your IL situation is really the most responsible, and sensitive thing you can do with those feelings! If I TOLD my MIL how I felt about her, or told my DH what I REALLY think of his dear mother... things would go from not optimal to HORRID! This IS the place to talk about your situation because you have friends here who care about you, and aren''t directly involved!Date: 9/11/2008 9:14:14 AM
Author: Harriet
The legal ones irk me too.
Self-absorption? Sorry.Ms. Harriet would like to thank all those who''ve read her neverending IL saga, including the non-preachy DF.
You HAVE TO send that story into COOKIE mag!!!! ROFLMAO!!!! I think I just woke up my baby laughing OUT LOUD!!! OMG! HOW horrible!!! That's got to be the best... 'what kids have done to my life' story EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Date: 9/11/2008 11:18:37 AM
Author: Upgradable
Just thought you'd all appreciate this.
I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the week. Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor's office to tell me that I had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 am. I had only just packed everyone off to work and school, and it was already around 8:45am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes, so I didn't have any time to spare. As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn't going to be able to make the full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet the washcloth that was sitting next to the sink, and gave myself a quick wash in that area to make sure I was at least presentable. I threw the washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment. I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in. Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you do, I hopped up on the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was in Paris or some other place a million miles away. I was a little surprised when the doctor said, my, we have made an extra effort this morning, haven't we? I didn't respond. After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home. The rest of the day was normal. Some shopping, cleaning, and cooking. After school when my 6 year old daughter was playing, she called out from the bathroom, 'Mommy, where's my washcloth? I told her to get another one from the cupboard. She replied, 'No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all my glitter and sparkles saved inside it.
Never going back to that doctor. Ever.
Date: 9/11/2008 2:50:15 PM
Author: LuckyTexan
You HAVE TO send that story into COOKIE mag!!!! ROFLMAO!!!! I think I just woke up my baby laughing OUT LOUD!!! OMG! HOW horrible!!! That''s got to be the best... ''what kids have done to my life'' story EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Date: 9/11/2008 11:18:37 AM
Author: Upgradable
Just thought you''d all appreciate this.
I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the week. Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor''s office to tell me that I had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 am. I had only just packed everyone off to work and school, and it was already around 8:45am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes, so I didn''t have any time to spare. As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn''t going to be able to make the full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet the washcloth that was sitting next to the sink, and gave myself a quick wash in that area to make sure I was at least presentable. I threw the washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment. I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in. Knowing the procedure, as I''m sure you do, I hopped up on the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was in Paris or some other place a million miles away. I was a little surprised when the doctor said, my, we have made an extra effort this morning, haven''t we? I didn''t respond. After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home. The rest of the day was normal. Some shopping, cleaning, and cooking. After school when my 6 year old daughter was playing, she called out from the bathroom, ''Mommy, where''s my washcloth? I told her to get another one from the cupboard. She replied, ''No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all my glitter and sparkles saved inside it.
Never going back to that doctor. Ever.
LOL, funny!!!Date: 9/11/2008 2:53:22 PM
Author: Linda W
Date: 9/11/2008 2:50:15 PM
Author: LuckyTexan
You HAVE TO send that story into COOKIE mag!!!! ROFLMAO!!!! I think I just woke up my baby laughing OUT LOUD!!! OMG! HOW horrible!!! That's got to be the best... 'what kids have done to my life' story EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Date: 9/11/2008 11:18:37 AM
Author: Upgradable
Just thought you'd all appreciate this.
I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the week. Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor's office to tell me that I had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 am. I had only just packed everyone off to work and school, and it was already around 8:45am. The trip to his office took about 35 minutes, so I didn't have any time to spare. As most women do, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn't going to be able to make the full effort. So, I rushed upstairs, threw off my pajamas, wet the washcloth that was sitting next to the sink, and gave myself a quick wash in that area to make sure I was at least presentable. I threw the washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment. I was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when I was called in. Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you do, I hopped up on the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that I was in Paris or some other place a million miles away. I was a little surprised when the doctor said, my, we have made an extra effort this morning, haven't we? I didn't respond. After the appointment, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home. The rest of the day was normal. Some shopping, cleaning, and cooking. After school when my 6 year old daughter was playing, she called out from the bathroom, 'Mommy, where's my washcloth? I told her to get another one from the cupboard. She replied, 'No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all my glitter and sparkles saved inside it.
Never going back to that doctor. Ever.
OMG, this is the funniest thing I have ever heard or read. I would never go back to that doctor either.
Linda
but that would cost money. i want some FREE legal advise from Harriet.Date: 9/11/2008 9:17:48 AM
Author: thing2of2
Date: 9/11/2008 9:14:14 AM
Author: Harriet
The legal ones irk me too.Date: 9/10/2008 11:18:04 PM
Author: thing2of2
DITTO! The self-absorption really blows my mind.
And some of the questions that get asked on PS blow my mind, too! I mean, you don''t need to post every question that pops into your mind, ya know?! Especially the super specific ones, like medical stuff. I''m just like ''You''re coming to a DIAMOND WEBSITE for medical advice?!! Go to a doctor!'' (Obviously some people have but want to compare notes, etc., which I totally get, but I''ve seen a few where I''m like)!
ETA: dfan, you never sound preachy!
Self-absorption? Sorry.Ms. Harriet would like to thank all those who''ve read her neverending IL saga, including DF.
Yes! The legal ones are the same way...call a lawyer, you know?!!
And you''re not one of the self-absorbed ones, I promise!
Thanks, my American Mom. Hugs on this difficult day.Date: 9/11/2008 1:14:05 PM
Author: Linda W
Harriet, I love reading your in-law stories and helping if I can. PLease NEVER stop posting those. I am your Adopted American Mom remember??? Always here to help my sweet Harriet.xoxoxoxoxo
Thank you so much.Date: 9/11/2008 2:45:23 PM
Author: LuckyTexan
Harriet, coming on PS to vent about your IL situation is really the most responsible, and sensitive thing you can do with those feelings! If I TOLD my MIL how I felt about her, or told my DH what I REALLY think of his dear mother... things would go from not optimal to HORRID! This IS the place to talk about your situation because you have friends here who care about you, and aren''t directly involved!Date: 9/11/2008 9:14:14 AM
Author: Harriet
The legal ones irk me too.
Self-absorption? Sorry.Ms. Harriet would like to thank all those who''ve read her neverending IL saga, including the non-preachy DF.
I''ve never found anything you''ve said to sound even the slightest bit self obsorbed!
Even when I was a lurker... I always enjoyed your posts!
Thank you. You''ve given me great advice.Date: 9/11/2008 8:00:54 PM
Author: diamondfan
If you can''t vent about in laws HERE, where can you?
Also, think it is a riot to have an urban myth type story about sparklies in the nether area. That is a new one for sure. Bet that doctor will never see that again!
Sure. Consult a CA-qualified attorney.Date: 9/11/2008 8:43:14 PM
Author: Dancing Fire
but that would cost money. i want some FREE legal advise from Harriet.