The man who used to have a moustache was
also invited but he came late. As usual, he led the conversation around the
table as soon as he made the appearance.
“You know, I am busy with some internal
audit,” he said.
“And what do you find?” We all asked.
“Alas, I wouldn’t quote specific
incidents,” he smiled, “Nonetheless, I see very well that many medical schools
are not healthy nowadays.”
We made an inviting grunt – I’m sure he was
not pinpointing at the one north to the Lion Rock Tunnel.
“Let me tell you an incident I overheard,”
he went on with the following story:
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Shortly before the final MB examination, a
final year student told his classmate, “You know what? I met the external
examiner in the loo.”
His classmate was surprised, “How do you
know that’s the external examiner? How does he look like?”
The student described a formally dressed,
serious-looking old man, and added, “After all, I could not recognize who he is.”
“Why!” His classmate yelled, “He is our professor of surgery! We have not seen him because he never teaches any student!”
“Why!” His classmate yelled, “He is our professor of surgery! We have not seen him because he never teaches any student!”