Another Dental EmergencyGMC Chair, Count Rubin has canceled a meeting at the Royal Society of Medicine on medicolegal matters. Rubin is the GMC's resident vampire. His fame of late has circulated internet wide since he tried to lie his way around the subject of whistleblowing. Apparently he was due to provide a Medio-legal training day for doctors.
Count Rubin has also engaged in mixing potions for sometime now. While he has been fairly obsessional about blaming hard working doctors for potion errors, he has steered clear of revalidating the General Medical Council. The number of administrative errors made by the General Medical Council is phenomenal. Indeed, no one can remember when the GMC was ever right. No one assesses the GMC's performance. Count Rubin only knows about virgin blood and potions. He is known to ignore every other letter sent to the GMC by doctors requesting assistance. Apparently bats can't see very well in the light.
The news around the medical block is that Count Rubin's fangs have been decaying given the centuries he has prowled the earth with his vindictive manner. It is for this reason he must have booked himself an urgent appointment due tomorrow. It is a shame as numerous doctors armed with holy water and garlic cloves were waiting to challenge the elderly Vampire. They all wanted to know why where he had hidden all the medical virgins. Turning to dust by exposure to holy water and the extreme winter sunshine filtering through the RSM bay windows was becoming a real risk according to his entourage.
Apparently, the Count stipulated that we must all follow his lead " Once bitten, Twice shy". Attenders found a post it note stuck on the RSM door advising virgin doctors to obey the Master of the Night. Having stuck this on the RSM door, he decided on his quick escape. He was last seen flapping his black cape while hanging upside down in his GMC office. He had adopted the image of a large fat bat. Jackie Smith [complete with white forelock] was busy ensuring that he signed all GMC paperwork written by her. He was hanging out obtaining some R and R and had some free space to entertain forelocked women. Apparently, there was no need to read, all that was required was his signature. It was all about rubber stamping after all. Then he could have more time to invent unworkable GMC potions for the innocent public. They already keep blowing up in his face - must be the second hand bunsen burner at the GMC!
Count Rubin has also engaged in mixing potions for sometime now. While he has been fairly obsessional about blaming hard working doctors for potion errors, he has steered clear of revalidating the General Medical Council. The number of administrative errors made by the General Medical Council is phenomenal. Indeed, no one can remember when the GMC was ever right. No one assesses the GMC's performance. Count Rubin only knows about virgin blood and potions. He is known to ignore every other letter sent to the GMC by doctors requesting assistance. Apparently bats can't see very well in the light.
The news around the medical block is that Count Rubin's fangs have been decaying given the centuries he has prowled the earth with his vindictive manner. It is for this reason he must have booked himself an urgent appointment due tomorrow. It is a shame as numerous doctors armed with holy water and garlic cloves were waiting to challenge the elderly Vampire. They all wanted to know why where he had hidden all the medical virgins. Turning to dust by exposure to holy water and the extreme winter sunshine filtering through the RSM bay windows was becoming a real risk according to his entourage.
Apparently, the Count stipulated that we must all follow his lead " Once bitten, Twice shy". Attenders found a post it note stuck on the RSM door advising virgin doctors to obey the Master of the Night. Having stuck this on the RSM door, he decided on his quick escape. He was last seen flapping his black cape while hanging upside down in his GMC office. He had adopted the image of a large fat bat. Jackie Smith [complete with white forelock] was busy ensuring that he signed all GMC paperwork written by her. He was hanging out obtaining some R and R and had some free space to entertain forelocked women. Apparently, there was no need to read, all that was required was his signature. It was all about rubber stamping after all. Then he could have more time to invent unworkable GMC potions for the innocent public. They already keep blowing up in his face - must be the second hand bunsen burner at the GMC!
1 comments:
Tooo funny ROFL
I understand that Tiger has chipped a tooth as a result of his accident, do you think Rubin and Tiger have the same dentist?
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