RIDING THE GOSSIP TRAIN

One of my good friend's doesn't gossip. Ever. If you give her something good she will say, "Yeah?" in a tone that implies that she has no interest in the juicy tidbit. It's a very endearing quality. This friend is also very well connected in the medical community, so you can imagine how my ears perked right up when she said, "I'm on the gossip train and I have something really good!" Honestly, my first thought was that it couldn't be that good, because really, she is not very experienced at riding the gossip train, but I was wrong. Oh so wrong! Are you ready for this? Once I write this I am going to hell for sure! Okay. I'm ready.

It seems that Mrs. Figjam received and anonymous letter letting her know that her husband, Dr. Figjam has been having an affair with someone from (I won't say what department, because it's a small town!) the hospital. So the whole, "We are so happy to be moving back to Jersey to be with our families" is really Figjam having his A** dragged back in scandal. Oops.

I actually feel bad for both Figjams. Her for obvious reasons, but he must be so humiliated too.

And yet, I giggle. tee hee hee!

Yup, going to hell. But we already knew that now didn't we!

For those who don't know, Figjam is an acronym for F@#% I'm Good, Just Ask Me! Figjam is much more fitting that the name on his drivers license. Trust me.

And while I'm at it, here's another something that piques my interest. Dr. Useless's wife is pregnant again. I asked her months ago who she was seeing, and despite my understanding that Useless and Figjam had a huge falling out over a failed medical venture, she said Figjam. Weird. However, it just occured to me that Dr. G (and all the midwives) left the smaller hospital after the falling out with Figjam, so maybe now he (and they) will come back giving us more options. Yea!