Cliche

Twelve hours in theatre and counting – this is going to be a Mother’s Day to remember.
Of course stereotypes are never true, and are just a reflection of our internal prejudice, but when our stabbing victim who drove himself all the way in to hospital from Upper Hutt, and said “you should have seen the other guy, I got him good!” (and so far we haven’t, so either he didn’t get him good, or otherwise he’s dead in a ditch somewhere, meaning I’ll have to delete this post on legal advice), has a luscious curly mullet, and said he was going to think of his girlfriend and his staffie when he was asleep, said “thanks doll!” to me when we started his anaesthetic, I wasn’t altogether surprised.