What is the most trivial thing that you can get done with the NHS? My money is on getting a repeat prescription. It's a simple, click-a-button, repetitive task that can be done by the most feeble-minded cock-sniffer.
Well, apparently not. I sent off an email request to my local cock-sniffer on Tuesday, and got an email back on Tuesday afternoon that the prescription would be at my pharmacy for collection yesterday. Due to the extreme cuntishness of the day I had yesterday, I didn't make it out there, so I went today.
Only to be told that the pharmacy had not received my prescription. Plus, the goat-felching arseweasels in the admin office had all fucked off for lunch, and I wouldn't be able to speak to anybody to get the script until half-past-two.
Oh, and by the way Mr Clown, fuck you with knobs on.
I can see why everyone else is so desperate to emulate this glorious service provider, I really can.
Fucking useless motherfucking arsebandit CUNTS!