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# Stuff Staff Stuff-up
- URL: https://goodoil.news/stuff-staff-stuff-up/
- Published: 2024-03-07T21:30:00.000Z
- Updated: 2024-03-07T02:37:32.000Z
- Author: Bob Jones
- Tags: Fun Stuff, Media, NZ, #wp, #wp-post, #Import 2024-06-28 02:24

**Sir Bob Jones**

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A weekend *Stuff* website item read “Police seeks man considered very dangerous”. Under that heading was a photo of the fugitive with the caption, “Bryce Studd-Proctor was wanted by Police”.

“Was”? – Presumably, contrary to the heading he was no longer wanted. This practise is not uncommon with dopey young girls. Consider this.

A few weeks ago I arranged to visit a senior medical specialist mate with a large practice and consequently, four receptionists.

I bowled in and said I had an appointment with him, not then noting that expecting me, he’d emerged from his end office and was standing in his doorway laughing at the following exchange.

ME: “I have an appointment with X”.

Dopey Girl: “What was your name?”

ME (with blank face): “I haven’t changed it”.

Dopey Girl (looking puzzled): “What was it?”

ME: “Still the same”.

By now her colleagues were giggling at her, so bewildered, she moved to her next verbal nonsense.

Dopey Girl: “Take a seat”.

ME (still with blank expression): “Where shall I take it to?”

More bewilderment.

My mate then bowled over to collect me but not before I said to the girl, “I’ll give you a million dollars if you can tell me where Belgium is”.

We then duly repaired to my friend’s office where he opened a bottle of red and introduced me to a new specialist colleague.

Half an hour later when we emerged the dopey girl shouted, “Belgium’s in Europe”, her colleagues having told her this.

ME: “That’s not telling me where it is. There’s about fifty countries in Europe. Give me a sheet of paper and I’ll draw a map of Europe and the million is yours if you can even roughly point to where it is”.

She declined this offer.

The pervading ignorance today is mind-boggling. The state school education I received in the 1940s and 1950s was outstanding.

At twelve years of age in my last primary school year, I have no doubt the majority of my forty or so class-mates could have pointed to Belgium on a map. And most certainly, they did not talk in the past tense.

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