sábado, octubre 21, 2006

anaesthetic

These days, my friend informs me, they’re reluctant to give you a general anaesthetic. He knows someone who had their eyeball removed under local. Hospital becomes a fully fledged David Lynch experience. To which you are invited to bring your own soundtrack. Clients can bring a favourite CD to play during the course of the operation. Get the numbed-out surround sound experience. Our only concern is…what happens if the surgeon hates your choice of music. S/he is into Mozart and you bring Motorhead. Or visa versa. This could provoke two responses. Either s/he rushes to get it over with. Or it provokes unforced errors - an evaluated side-effect of aberrant music being inflicted in the workplace over an extended period of time. Perhaps safer to keep it quiet and enjoy the experience in the cauterised silence of a hospital hum.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anónimo said...

I was once given gas and air, in the emergency room of the Chelsea and Westminster.

I recommend it.

9:42 p. m.  

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