Attempt 1:
Hospital Employee 1: Hello, switchboard at The Hospital, how may I help?
Me: Hi, could you put me through to the neurosurgery clinic please?
Hospital Employee 1: (suddenly speaking s-l-o-w-l-y and clearly) Yes, of course, I'll put you through now.
(A pause. The phone rings.)
Hospital Employee 2: Hello, Dermatology department. How can I help?
Attempt 2:
Hospital Employee 1: Hello, switchboard at The Hospital, how may I help?
Me: Hi, I just called to be put through to neurosurgery but I ended up on the dermatology phone instead?
Hospital Employee 1: Oh, sorry about that. I'll just connect you now.
(A pause. The phone rings.)
(For like five minutes, then I gave up)
On attempt 3 I got through to the Neuroscience answering machine and left a message, but I'm not hugely sanguine about the results, especially as they've now had three days to phone me. Oi vey!
Anyway, today's question is a more creative question. Presenting:
Pituitary Awareness Quiz
Day 7, Question 7
Q.7: I will be awarding a SPECTACULAR bonus of no less than FIVE POINTS to anyone who can write me a short poem (two lines is sufficient) about/vaguely related to the pituitary. Bonus points for anyone who finds a rhyme for "pituitary"!
hi really enjoyed this quiz . thanks for sharing
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I'm rhymin' all the time, it's what I do with the band
ReplyDeleteAnd there really ain't a problem with pituitary gland
But if you want the prize, you want the grand prix
Then you've got to rhyme with pituitary
It's like the changing of the seasons and the tides of the sea
(That's a line from that programme on the TV
You know, the one with Del Boy, Grandad and Rodney)
So you know them five points, well they belong to me
'Cos like an amputee, an addressee, the bourgeoisie
They all kinda rhyme with pituitary.
What can I say? You rocked my socks right out of the room! Five points for your efforts, good sir, and a bonus two for your excellent rhyming!
DeleteThere was a pituitary gland
ReplyDeleteThat started to feel a bit bland.
Compared with all
Its friends, it was small,
Like the size of a pea:
Poor pituitary.
It decided not to be bitter;
It got out some sequins and glitter,
And it stuck them on,
Till it sparkled and shone,
And it lit up the brain
Like the sunshine in Spain.
So now it glistened and glowed
More than any other gland, or even a node,
And it all worked out just as it planned.
That happy pituitary gland!
I'm bloody angry
ReplyDeletetime down the infirmary
time down the dispensary
they say it's apothecary
and even hereditary
I'm stationary
I'm sedentary
I'm really awfully weary
it's certainly not temporary
my behaviour's not exemplary
and I don't want no coronary
I'm really in a quandary
What's up with my bloody pituitary?