Symptom…huh…
Dad thought it was really funny, I’m not so sure. See below, put in Dad’s jokey staff newsletter today.
Editors’ choice for this week is this close encounter of the medical kind, as related to LAN-zine by Richard L:
‘The Lancet hound was not happy. Having guided his master to the doctor’s surgery he settled down for a quick kip in the consulting room. Forgetting that
such consultations take around 90 seconds these days – and the doctor taken aback that the dog’s master worked for the Lancet – ‘of course you can have
a prescription, anything you like, just name it…’ – the hound was displeased to be hauled to his feet and directed to the consulting room door just moments
after arriving. ‘He really is a lovely dog’, said the good doctor. What is his name? On being told the Lancet hound’s name, the good doctor replied: ’symptom,
what a great name for a dog, especially one that works at The Lancet’. The Lancet hound and his master shook their heads in disbelief, suggesting that
the good doctor make an appointment with an audiologist.‘
