|Maintaining Radio Silence|
"This radio is on for a reason.
Please do not switch it off or turn it down"
I was intrigued, and not a little unsettled . . . and I shall tell you why.
The radio was off.
Duh-daa-daaaaaaaaaah. (Dramatic music sound)
Was this some strange psycho-medical experiment?
Perhaps they were trying to make us think we'd gone deaf and thereby become a drain on the finances of a different hospital department?
I certainly don't because, intrigued as I was, I wasn't about to haul my sorry behind off the comfy chair to ask.
And besides - what if, when I asked about the radio, they said,
Why there hasn't been a radio in that room since 1938" ?
It could have all got a bit Twilight Zone.
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And . . . am I alone in being mindful not to lick my thumb as I flick through medical establishments' waiting room reading matter?
OK, sounding more like Howard Hughes than I want to. Time to go bleach the children.