My wife is a school teacher in a middle school just north of Houston. One of her fellow teachers came in to her room laughing so hard she had tears in her eyes. Apparently one of the fellow teacher’s friends, a nurse at a local medical clinic that accepts walk-ins, had called her and told her a story of what had just happened in the clinic.
It seems that the young nurse had picked up the clip board that walk-ins sign in on to receive urgent care medical services at the clinic to call the next patient. When she looked at the name written on the clip board.
The 1st name was spelled S-H-A-D-Y and the last name was spelled N-A-S-T-Y (of course without the Hyphens)
The young nurse stepped in to the waiting room and called out,
<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">"Mr. or Ms. NASTY, SHADY NASTY, Mr. or Ms. SHADY NASTY, you are next, Mr. or Ms. SHADY NASTY please check in with the nurse."</span></span>
A couple of seconds elapsed when a young woman stood up and said rather indignantly,
<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">“My Name is Sha Dynasty!”</span></span>
It seems that the young nurse had picked up the clip board that walk-ins sign in on to receive urgent care medical services at the clinic to call the next patient. When she looked at the name written on the clip board.
The 1st name was spelled S-H-A-D-Y and the last name was spelled N-A-S-T-Y (of course without the Hyphens)
The young nurse stepped in to the waiting room and called out,
<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">"Mr. or Ms. NASTY, SHADY NASTY, Mr. or Ms. SHADY NASTY, you are next, Mr. or Ms. SHADY NASTY please check in with the nurse."</span></span>
A couple of seconds elapsed when a young woman stood up and said rather indignantly,
<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">“My Name is Sha Dynasty!”</span></span>
