Chapter 7 - More Important Than The President

Ahoy Landlubbers!

You cannot imagine my delight when a story came rolling into my life this week while I was wondering what I should write for my newest entry. Of all the humans I've met, this man takes the title of "The Biggest Fool". Now let me tell you all about it with a cinematic view.

Your captain had tripped over rolling stray soccer balls and hurt her knees badly enough to be carried over to the school's infirmary on the third floor. Nobody knows why the infirmary was located on the third floor just beside the science lab but I suppose the school was more concerned about kids with broken glass shards than scr.a.p.ed knees.

While the nurse was fumbling over bandages and antiseptic, there was a loud bang at the front. I thought Janitor Jones' useless twin had appeared initially but was proven wrong. This delivery man came in red-faced with veins throbbing from his neck to his temple. In his hand was a piece of very crumpled paper that I assumed was the delivery note the doctor was meant to sign.

"Where is the g*ddamned doctor who ordered this? Get him out right now!"

The only nurse in the infirmary was stunned speechless. behind the man was a bulky package of something she didn't recognise but it had a striking orange sticker that clearly indicated the delivery man had come to the right place.

"Sir, if you don't mind could you lower your voice? This is an infirmary. There are sick and injured students here."

The foul-mouthed delivery man took a look at the nurse from toe to head before sneering.

"This is the kind of fools they employ? No wonder the school doesn't have standards. I called earlier to ask where the location was but the stupid girl just told me to take the lift. What lift? There were thousands of lifts I could take and your security guard stopped me when I was just delivering goods. The man had the nerve to tell me to take another that didn't even reach the third floor, I had to walk with this stupid thing to another one to find this g*d forsaken place. What kind of service standard is this? Even the President wouldn't treat me so poorly!"

"Sir, please lower you-"

"Oh? You don't like it? Fine! Don't need the delivery? It's alright, I'll just take it away then. Have a GREAT day! Idiots..."

With that monologue, the delivery man turned around and pushed the trolley with the goods away from the stunned nurse. if that wasn't the end of his fluid failure, he had to run into the doctor who was just returning from his toilet break.

The poor doctor just blinked as the crazy delivery man stomped away with his machine.

"Isn't that...?"

The nurse shrugged. "He didn't seem to be in the right frame of mind. And yes, that was the oxygen chamber you ordered from Germany two weeks ago."

The doctor paled and cursed in a different language I couldn't identify but it should be Italian. To add fuel to the fire, the nurse retold what the delivery man said with the exact words. I was impressed with her memory.

"More important than the President? Him? Oh, I'll show him VVIP treatment then. Which company was he from?" the doctor fumed and readied his phone to dial.

To protect the image of the courier company's image I shall omit it here. Needless to say, the good doctor filed a legal complaint against the courier company for bad service and threatened to sue them. It became the talk of the school the entire week and I couldn't help but feel incredibly amused that such humans existed. Truly, if there were people who deserved to be treated better than the President, they would have to be respectable people who have contributed greatly towards the progress of mankind. I hope that was a flashback cinematic enough for all you story-hungry sharks.

Do you have any idea who should deserve genuine VVIP treatment more than the President? Let me know your thoughts in the newly opened comment section of my blog. I would most definitely love to hear your thoughts but be careful of what you say. Who knows if you'd catch my eye enough to be the subject of my next journal entry.

For now, it's adieu.

Fair winds...

Your captain, Pirate S.