A dangerous man
Talk about giving people what they want. Yes sir No sir three bags full sir!
A burly rough diamond 60 year old plonked a sickness benefit form on my desk and ordered me to fill it in.
It will better, I thought, to show my intention of filling his form in. As I was doing so I asked him what his problem was. I have a mental problem doc. Can you elaborate on that? No. I signed the form.
He then told me that he can not work because he has a very short fuse.
What happens when it blows?
I hurt people!!
A few years back this large man with fists the size of my head took offence to my asking him if he would let his wife speak for herself. I know his fists were huge because I saw one of them about two feet from my face. I turned my back on him. It seemed preferable to me to be whacked in the back of the head rather than the face. His wife started to scream. I turned. He was occupied with controlling her flailing fists. I made a bee line for the door.
"PHONE THE COPS".
I spent the next five minutes running round the central reception area with him chasing me. I stopped running when about 8 cops jumped on this man and flattened him.
Did he hit you doc. He didn't. We can not charge him them.
Thanks guys.
That man was a bully and no doubt he will go on being one.
When I was a student at Guys - yonks ago - a nurse had the end of her nose bitten off by a man gone beserk.
Be nice to doctors and you may not get what you want. Threaten your doc and it's more likely you will. Please no - not the HDC!!!
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