Left cheek or right cheek?
A long time ago, in a place far away from home, a dog bit me. Yes, a dog. Don’t ask me what type of a dog it was, 'coz i was too busy pumping my legs on the pedals of my bicycle trying to get away from the hound which has decided that my legs is some kind of a bone.
I have to admit that I was kind of skinny then. Well I managed to out cycle the dog with a slight bite on my ankle, arrived home, cleaned the wound, the Islamic way of course.
Then my housemate remarked that I should get a tetanus/rabies jab for the dog bite before I change myself under the full moon that night.
Went to the college infirmary and got myself into the treatment room and explaining to the doctor of my condition. By then, a real matronly type nurse attended to me and I was hoping it would be the other younger and..oh never mind....
Before my mind could even dwell on that thought, the BIG IRISH MATRON asked me where would I like the jab to be, and I said on me left arm.
No, no she says, 'it's gotta be on the bum' and I was like 'eh? why the bum?' and she says 'coz it's got more meat...left cheek or right cheek?'
Remember, I was this skinny young 'un then. And as I didn't want to prolong my embarrasment and agony, emphasis on the former, I just kinda drop my pants and she just jab me on my right cheek, as that was the nearest to her, not that it mattered to her I guess. I could detect from the corner of my eye she kinda have the smug look on her.
'There, that wasn't too difficult was it?' she says.
......sheesshh........
I have to admit that I was kind of skinny then. Well I managed to out cycle the dog with a slight bite on my ankle, arrived home, cleaned the wound, the Islamic way of course.
Then my housemate remarked that I should get a tetanus/rabies jab for the dog bite before I change myself under the full moon that night.
Went to the college infirmary and got myself into the treatment room and explaining to the doctor of my condition. By then, a real matronly type nurse attended to me and I was hoping it would be the other younger and..oh never mind....
Before my mind could even dwell on that thought, the BIG IRISH MATRON asked me where would I like the jab to be, and I said on me left arm.
No, no she says, 'it's gotta be on the bum' and I was like 'eh? why the bum?' and she says 'coz it's got more meat...left cheek or right cheek?'
Remember, I was this skinny young 'un then. And as I didn't want to prolong my embarrasment and agony, emphasis on the former, I just kinda drop my pants and she just jab me on my right cheek, as that was the nearest to her, not that it mattered to her I guess. I could detect from the corner of my eye she kinda have the smug look on her.
'There, that wasn't too difficult was it?' she says.
......sheesshh........
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