Misery

[wicked_danu]

For my last rotation, my supervisor Dr Lawrence offered me the chance to do an audit of his clinic for him. I showed polite interest, as one does, and he may have misconstrued this look of interest as genuine because he seized the chance to tell us about the minutiae of the previous audit. Before I knew it, I had been cornered into doing the audit

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[chu_hi]

This essay made me lol out loud. I love the way you write!

This is tangentially related: I went to Dubai Courts to pick up a document I should have picked up last July. First I went to the desk where I was supposed to go last year. Of course, it's no longer there. So the woman asked me,

"Do you know our chief?"

"No?" I was pretty sure I didn't. But she seemed concerned that I didn't.

"You don't know our chief?"

"...No?"

"Take lift, press G. Ask for Arshif."

"For... Arshif?"

"Yes!" She seemed so pleased that I understood.

And as soon as I stepped out of the lift, I did understand. Do you?

[wicked_danu]

I think I do - did she mean an actual person called Arshif ( = 'our chief')? Gotta love the authentic Arab accent!

[chu_hi]

Nope! Care to try again?
(Hint: she did not mean an actual person.)

[wicked_danu]

When you stepped out of the lift, did you see a massive sign with the word 'ARCHIVE' on it? Lol!