The Doctor Visits Mystery Cache
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CACHE LOCATED AT N44°AB.CDE W89°FG.HIJ
All the time I had been spending traveling around looking for
lonely caches was taking its toll on me and I was feeling a bit
worn down, downright alien in fact. On top of that, I'd developed a
strange batch of symptoms. I was having trouble breathing when I
put my gold wedding band on, I became very sensitive to the summer
heat and I even developed a small hole in the back of my
neck.
Having no idea what was going on I decided to see a specialist.
When I got to the office, a tiny looking place from the outside, I
was amazed at how big the place was inside.
"I'm here to see the Doctor", I said.
"Which one?", said the nurse."We have ten on
staff"
"Whichever one can help me", I replied.
"Hmmm... you got me", she said."I'd better get a few of
them in here to have a look at you".
She hooked me up to an EKG looking device and then left the room.
Moments later she returned with a number of not all that
physician-like looking characters in tow, entering the room
quarreling amongst themselves...
The oldest, a gray haired chap with an odd-looking bow-tie enters
followed by a darkly dressed man with large head of hair and a
tallish character wearing a trench-coat and looking more like Harpo
than a physician. Two more enter after the third, a shorter smartly
dressed man with a sprig of celery on his lapel followed by an
intense looking young fellow.
"My dear Miss Shaw, I never report myself
anywhere, particularly not forthwith"
"Well, pardon me, at least the doctor you replaced had the courtesy
to come when called" she retorts
The oldest chap turns to the the two that entered with him and
says,
"So you're my replacements! A dandy and a
clown!", to which the aloof one replies,
Well, I'll tell you something that should be
of vital interest to you. That you, Sir, are a
NITWIT!
Then the tall one in the trench coat turns to the vocal one and
says,
"You may be a doctor. But I'm THE Doctor. The
definite article, you might say."
The keenly dressed doctor pipes up,
"It's times like this I wish I still had my
scarf."
Much as I admire your stoic acceptance ... I
would appreciate it if you would shut up for a moment.
the smug one continues.
Pity about the scarf; Madame Nostradamus made
it for me. Witty little knitter.
The nurse, very frustrated at this point, declares that she is
leaving to let the doctor's sort it all out. As she turns to go,
the only doctor who hasn't spoken a word yet says,
"Go out there, dressed like that, you'll
start a riot, Barbarella."
The argumentative one comes over to the EKG apparatus and fiddles
with a knob a bit,
"There, I've reversed the polarity of the
Neutron flow, that should do it"
"That's it?" I ask.
"Yup, would you like a jelly
baby?"
What a strange batch of characters to all be practicing in the
same office.
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