(or The Simplest Reason Why I'd Probably Drop Out Of Med School In Two Years Or Less Post)
Found this one on one of my google pages. Something to wake up my dreary Saturday aura.
A lecturer teaching medicine was giving a classoom observation. He took out a jar of yellow liquid. "This," he explained, "is urine. To be a doctor, you have to be observant of color, smell, sight, and taste."
After saying so, he dipped his finger into the jar and put it into his mouth. His class watched in amazement, most in disgust. But being the good students that they were, the jar was passed, and one by one, they dipped their finger into the jar and put it into their mouths.
After the last student was done, the lecturer shook his head. "If any of you had been observant, you would have noticed that I put my second finger into the jar and my third finger into my mouth."
This post is for my father (who doesn't even read blogs, and) who'd probably see through the test. Happy Father's Day, Fa-jahhh.
Found this one on one of my google pages. Something to wake up my dreary Saturday aura.
A lecturer teaching medicine was giving a classoom observation. He took out a jar of yellow liquid. "This," he explained, "is urine. To be a doctor, you have to be observant of color, smell, sight, and taste."
After saying so, he dipped his finger into the jar and put it into his mouth. His class watched in amazement, most in disgust. But being the good students that they were, the jar was passed, and one by one, they dipped their finger into the jar and put it into their mouths.
After the last student was done, the lecturer shook his head. "If any of you had been observant, you would have noticed that I put my second finger into the jar and my third finger into my mouth."
This post is for my father (who doesn't even read blogs, and) who'd probably see through the test. Happy Father's Day, Fa-jahhh.
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