Symphonious

I just had a phone call that went something like:

Receptionist: Hello, Paddington medical centre

Me: Hi, I’d like to make dental appointment with John McKenny.

Receptionist: A dental appointment?

Me: Yes.

Receptionist: I’m sorry but John McKenny is a natropath who used to work here. We don’t have any dentists.

Me: Hmmm, I think Medibank Private have stuffed up their records somehow then. I think it’s probably best if I don’t let Mr McKenny near my teeth.

Receptionist: That’s probably a good idea.

Mental note: Find a better health insurance fund.

Apparently, the ASF took delivery of a few new machines today. I just can’t get the image of Sam Ruby sitting around ASF head office and suddenly there’s a knock on the door and he finds a pile of orphaned servers wrapped in a blanket.

Then again, I always was weird…