Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Winchester Goes to the Hospital
Nurse Ellsworth! I'm so feverish. Bring me a cold cloth for my forehead.
Mr. Winchester, my chart says cold cloths are not covered by your insurance. Chew on an ice cube instead. Ice cubes will cost you twenty dollars.
Twenty dollars for ice cubes! What kind of a hospital is this?
Be glad we had a bed for you. A lot of sick cats are in the hall because they don't have insurance.
Will you shut up about insurance already? I'm so sick from this awful computer virus. Give me another pill. And maybe a filet mignon.
It's not time for a pill yet, Mr. Winchester. But it is time for me to take your temperature.
Oh, no! Not that again! You know, I'm feeling a teeny bit better. I think my fever is down.
In that case, your insurance requires you to get out of bed and go home.
Ooooooooh. My computer virus is coming back. Nurse Ellsworth, take my pulse . . . and don't tell me my insurance doesn't cover it!