I got a sticker!!!

I got a sticker, I got a sticker. I got a sticker hey hey hey! I went to the doctor to get a physical so that I can get my class 4 license for work. It is amazing how you need a different license to drive a large vehicle, but I can take the test in my Saturn...Weird. Anyways, it was a very simple appointment, some poking, no prodding, and a clean bill of health. I was leaving the premises when I passed by the nurse trying to coax a young child with stickers to behave and step on the scale. I don't want to step on the scale either but I do not cry about it.




Shellie Moment: Me: I didn't get a sticker when I came in
Nurse: Did you behave?
Me: I sure did, even got a clean bill of health (holding up the paper proudly)
Nurse: Well then you get a sticker
Little girl: I want one to!
Me: Shut up little girl!

Ok I did not say that last one, but I got a sticker! The fun does not stop there either. I went to a physio appointment and with the usual niceties I very proudly showed off my sticker that I got. It very much sounded the same as the excited children from Little Rascals.