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C'mon people - give me a clue.
Boss - hurt his heel several weeks ago and hasn't stopped complaining to me since. Came in this morning limping badly as he played golf last night "only eleven holes". Ouch, ouch, moan, moan. "Can you fetch that file for me please, as I can barely walk?". So I ask him what the doctor / hospital have said and get told "I haven't been, I don't need to go".
Husband - fell out of shower (drunk) on Saturday. I gets home late evening to cries of "I've broke my ribs". Sunday morning I offered to take him to the hospital "no, it's all right, I don't need to go". So while he can still manage to go to work and the pub, where I am not present, this morning I got "I can't get the dog in the car - you'll have to do it".
Do you get the usual blue bruising if you break any ribs? cos I don't believe him.
So while I have not sympathy for either of them I've still turned into a ruddy nursemaid.
So why are blokes such wussies about it.
Anyone here bottled the hospital and can explain it to me?
Boss - hurt his heel several weeks ago and hasn't stopped complaining to me since. Came in this morning limping badly as he played golf last night "only eleven holes". Ouch, ouch, moan, moan. "Can you fetch that file for me please, as I can barely walk?". So I ask him what the doctor / hospital have said and get told "I haven't been, I don't need to go".
Husband - fell out of shower (drunk) on Saturday. I gets home late evening to cries of "I've broke my ribs". Sunday morning I offered to take him to the hospital "no, it's all right, I don't need to go". So while he can still manage to go to work and the pub, where I am not present, this morning I got "I can't get the dog in the car - you'll have to do it".
Do you get the usual blue bruising if you break any ribs? cos I don't believe him.
So while I have not sympathy for either of them I've still turned into a ruddy nursemaid.
So why are blokes such wussies about it.
Anyone here bottled the hospital and can explain it to me?
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Nobody wants to be reminded of their mortality.
Also it might be because it's the place you're wrenched from the womb and a bit of you is cut off! Early trauma.
Also it might be because it's the place you're wrenched from the womb and a bit of you is cut off! Early trauma.
Oh and you ARE all going to die.
Except me.
*skips off*
Except me.
*skips off*
Goatboy wrote:
> Our tv in the kitchen is set for Wimbledon.
> I can't wait to see Henman win this year! He's so...oh, he's out.
> Rusedski! he's...oh, he's out.
>
> Ah balls, I'm going to watch the lady's games instead....nnngggggnnnnn
I found it amusing that the Thai girl who happened to be Britain's number one hope lost her first set 6-2 and withdrew from the game in the second set 4-0 down. I'm going to cheer on that 6"10" bloke who beat Hewitt. I want him to go on a rampage in the final and climb atop the umpire's chair clutching one of the ball girls in his giant fist; swatting circling Tornado Fighter-Bombers like irritating midges. Then as he finally succumbs to the missle assult he will lie on the hallowed turf of centre court, let out one final giant guff and scream "freedom!".
What did amuse me also was the commentatatatator saying "Yes theses Swedes do like to dress up in fancy dress to watch the game, it's become quite fashionable in the sporting world to do so....ah they're like noisy Vikings!......oh there's another Dutchman".
> Our tv in the kitchen is set for Wimbledon.
> I can't wait to see Henman win this year! He's so...oh, he's out.
> Rusedski! he's...oh, he's out.
>
> Ah balls, I'm going to watch the lady's games instead....nnngggggnnnnn
I found it amusing that the Thai girl who happened to be Britain's number one hope lost her first set 6-2 and withdrew from the game in the second set 4-0 down. I'm going to cheer on that 6"10" bloke who beat Hewitt. I want him to go on a rampage in the final and climb atop the umpire's chair clutching one of the ball girls in his giant fist; swatting circling Tornado Fighter-Bombers like irritating midges. Then as he finally succumbs to the missle assult he will lie on the hallowed turf of centre court, let out one final giant guff and scream "freedom!".
What did amuse me also was the commentatatatator saying "Yes theses Swedes do like to dress up in fancy dress to watch the game, it's become quite fashionable in the sporting world to do so....ah they're like noisy Vikings!......oh there's another Dutchman".
Rusedski isn't even British anyway.
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