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This is not a toy

I hate my new stethoscope. It looks like a vagina. And I see enough of those on a daily basis without having a plastic replica of it hanging around my neck.

Having lost the stethoscope which I've had since I was a first year medical student, I ordered one through a friend who bought it at the hospital medical shop. Get the new high tech, light weight one, she says. It comes in all sorts of fun colours.

I think I'll buy the usual Litmann Classic, I say. I've always used that one and I quite like it.

No, no get this new one, it's much better.

Besides looking like a vagina, my new stethoscope comes in a range of cheap- looking plastic swathed in a strange disco glitter which somewhow manages to look drab as vomit.

I hate whoever's taken my old stethoscope. It's got my name engraved on it but that hasn't stopped them from saying "Ooh, I'll have that then."

Death to the stethoscope stealer!
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Anonymous said…
You said the V word!!

Maybe I shoud get a similarly shaped new stapler. Some bugger keeps taking that too.
10 March, 2008 02:17
Kere said…
Vagina.
Vagina vagina.

Who nicks staplers anyway? Eejit.
04 April, 2008 10:57
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