Tuesday, July 15
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Strange Day
I'm working at the Doctor's office today, and it has been unusual.
The mistaken room
A lot of people come into this office by mistake.
If you ever have the choice, never choose your suite number to be the same as the building. If the building number is 302, don't occupy suite 302. Don't. Seriously, don't. Unless you enjoy having random people insist that they have come to the right place. They just don't understand the concept of suites are a part of a bigger whole called building and that they have different numbers.
I hear dead people
A detective constable called me from the morgue saying that he needed to contact family members of the deceased (he had the Doctor's business card on him). The man's first name was Cuong. I couldn't help him with any useful information about family contact. A few minutes later another man called and his name was Cuong!
Who are you?
There is this lawyer who works beside the office and she is my parents age. Today her son came to visit her and she introduced him to my parents. Then my mom was like, well have you met my son? You should meet my son.
We all had a little chat and then on their way out my mom was saying how he should hang out with me. I've begun to give in a bit when my parents try to introduce me to eligible ladies (wink wink) but I draw the line when my mom is trying to set me up with men friends?
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