[Margaret Pilkington]

One that springs to mind for me is this one.
I was a new staff nurse on the gynae ward(women’s bits).....and I had just done a ward round with one of the consultants that I admired.
She had seen a lady and had asked me to organise some Psycho-Sexual Counselling for her.
After the ward round was finished I went to the office to do as I had been asked.

I looked in the internal phone directory and found the extension number to ring.
I rang the number, told them who I was and said I would like to arrange Psycho-Sexual counselling for a patient of Miss P......the Male voice on the other end of the line said
‘darlin’ I would love to help you, but you’ve come through to the Painters shop’.
I put the phone down hastily....very red faced(thankful that I had not given any of the patients details) I checked the number again and I had been ‘out’ by one digit in the phone number.