Hospital John

I used to work for this guy named John who could be very funny at times. One day John visited our mutual friend in the hospital. The friend was a former boxer and he looked it. Picture De Niro as Raging Bull. John found the guy’s room. There was no one in the room but he noticed that the bathroom door was closed so he figured the patient was in there. As he was waiting for the patient to come out of the bathroom, dinner was served. The nurse placed it on that adjustable table thing that pulls over the bed. Well, John saw the opportunity and jumped at it. He climbed into the guy’s bed and pretended to be eating the dinner to surprise the patient when he came out of the bathroom. Well, the patient was surprised all right. He had no idea who John was. Sure enough, John was in the wrong room. 

The good news here was that this patient did not resemble De Niro in Raging Bull (or Sitting Bull for that matter). There was no fight. And he did not have a heart attack. And John did not have a heart attack. John put his clothes back on and quietly left the room.

OK, OK. I made the clothes part up. But the rest is true.