Occasionally, a Doc attracts a particular breed of patient.
I used to be that Doc, and must confess to being slightly glad I can now pull rank, and let some of my junior colleagues deal with the inebriates who think it the height of culture to try and wave their whangers in your general direction.
This weekend had a fair few of these guys, and most of them ended up being seen by one junior. She then topped them all by treating a guy who was concerned that he found a spider in his Pot Noodle; Well, not so much a spider as... half a spider.
We await the news that PotNoodleGuy has developed super powers, and started scaling walls for fun.
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