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Chinese whispers in the doctor’s waiting room

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Going out in public with extremely friendly and honest kids is always amusing.

As we burst through the door of the doctor’s waiting room I search for an area big enough for the four of us and a stroller. I spy a row just under the television, away from the deathly silent masses.

Thankfully a great nature show with sharks etc is on and my kids start calling out all the animal’s names. I notice that No.2’s shirt has crumbs and food stains all over it and mumble loudly ”Oh dear how did your shirt get so grubby”, just to I give the impression I checked it before we left the house, I didn’t.

A tall man, like 7ft, American-sounding, walks in and sits opposite us, my 3 little ones stare up at him wide eyed and he gives them a big smile and ‘Hi’. He proceeds to talk about the sharks eating fish on the TV.

No.1 pipes up that she saw polar bears at Sea World this week and No.2 says “My daddy is at work”.

But the gentleman was obviously not used to a three-year-old mumbling and misheard this, and said ”Oh your daddy’s rude, ummm that’s… nice,” he said this loud enough so the ENTIRE waiting room and staff could hear.

I nearly died and went a darker shade of red and quickly replied equally as loudly, ”No I think he said he’s at work – but he’s probably rude too I say” and before the words were out of  my mouth I regretted them.

A few of the other patients snicker and thankfully No.2 nearly fell off a chair to take the attention off me.

Then the giant asked my kids if they thought the shark ate McDonalds.

“No way” they chorused and then the man said “Yes it’s not very healthy to eat is it?’

And No.1 says “We have it and we love getting a toy”.

”Oh I see but do you eat fruit as well??” said the giant, obviously concerned my feral children with stained clothes lived on chips and nuggets.

“Yes I eat an apple for breakfast, but I love celery, carrots and broccoli,” says No.1.

PHEW, take that giant – I think to myself.

He then proceeds to start lecturing on healthy food, which doesn’t worry me, and then our name is called!

As we shuffle past the masses I see the entire waiting room check us out. Of course I’m too far gone to care and am just grateful my kids didn’t start talking about their private parts.

This has become quite a hot topic in our household at the moment and I’m dreading them going up to some man and saying ”have you got a willy?”

Honesty is a good thing – sometimes.

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Author: Have A Laugh On Me

I'm a mum to three, write from home and I rarely cook, craft or clean but admire those who do. I try to live by the mantra that there's no point in worrying about something that might not happen! Be warned this is not a fluffy, sweet mummy blog, rather a place where you can cringe, laugh and be shocked at my brutally honest take on my life.

2 thoughts on “Chinese whispers in the doctor’s waiting room

  1. OMG thats hilarious!!

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