I’ve been thinking about it and have decided that you were right. I was in fact being ‘rather difficult’ last week. I’m sorry for hitting your arm away so that it hit your assistant in the face, I’m sorry for telling you to ‘fuck off and get the fuck away from my ear’ and I’m sorry for saying that you were ‘on Crack.’ But seriously Dr, what part of ‘I hate things being stuck down my ears’ didn’t you understand? Surely you knew that producing an ear suction thingy that looked like a frikken drill would bring out the worst in me? Surely all the hysterical screaming and sobbing before you had even turned the Drill Thingy on would have been a pretty big clue? I have one thing to say to you Dr, and I hope it will make you think twice before you bring out that Drill Thingy on your next unsuspecting, ear-probe-phobic patient:
P.S Thanks for removing the greater part of Addington Beach from my ear.
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