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Tuesday, 8 September 2009

Hospital Food Chain




I always (naively) assumed that a well-balanced, mentally stable human being after climbing up the food chain would not want to inflict the same injustices he/she was previously exposed to on the new fledglings taking his/her place dangling at the bottom.

Turns out there are more mentally unstable people than not. In Other words, (and I don't care how cheesy I sound saying this) be careful kids; it's a jungle out there!

9 comments:

Hilali said...

As a distinguished and glorious resident in this rat infested public hospital, I command you to heed to my needs, and PR that fat hairy guy with his ass hanging out of his gown.

Ravine said...

Dude..you have a better chance of seeing God.

Hilali said...

Due to your atrocious example of freedom of thought and expression, I cast you unto the evils of ward 13 on the fifth floor for an eternal shift of vitalah and requestat!

Ravine said...

Requestat!? Vitalah!? Noooooo...
We, the downtrodden house officers shall rise in revolt against the tyrannical,evil residents and avenge our fallen comrades..!
(unless you promise me a week off, in that case we can like, totally cut some sort of a deal..know what am sayin'? )

Hilali said...

Oh what's this I have here in my blood-stained labcoat? It feels familiar yet empowering and regal... Ah it's my trusty stamp, imprinted with my grand name! I'll give you 3 days off if you betray and deceive your... "comrades", and bring me all their cell phone numbers so I can ambush them while they slumber!

Ravine said...

Can't..resist...temptation..to..betray..
but I digress...
I can always have my way with your beloved stamp when you willingly hand it over to me so that I may use it to feed your never-ending hunger for blood and plasma from the most wretched of all spots on Earth : Le Blood Bank. *gleefully rubs hands*

Hilali said...

Blood... Plasma... My elixir of immortality... The secret to my youth and clout... You conniving wretched house officer! You shall pay for your exploitation! Arghhh...

Narrator: And as the screams of the defeated resident of the underworld drown into the bustle of El-Demerdash, the lone house officer has proven that even the smallest of fish, in seas so vast, can devour the largest of sharks; afterall, Achilles was not the only one to sport a bad heel.

Ravine said...

...and the credits roll as the triumphant house officer rides off into the sunset with her merry band of thieves.

*wipes away a single tear*

LOL, that was fun. Where in Demerdash international hospital are you a resident exactly?

Hilali said...

Internal Medicine, a visitor resident. A graduate of the (cough) respectable (cough! cough!) establishment, Ain Shams University. I came across your blog after doing serious research on the short-term and long term effects of Mirinda Hibiscus on one's blood chemistry and palate. Cough.