Friday, September 21, 2012

Doctor

While tying our shoe laces before leaving for school,
Younger Boy & I had a chat in entrance hall.

I : Going to work, mate?

YB : Yeah, mate.

I : Where do you work?

YB : North London Hospital.

I : What do you do?

YB : I'm a doctor.

I : A porter?

YB : No. I'm a doctor.

I : A doctor?

YB : Yes. In Orthopedic.

I : Automatic?

YB : No, Orthopedic. 
About bones, OK?

I : Doctor, my neck hurts.
Can you help then?

YB : You don't need a doctor,
You only need a massage.

Fate
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