How dare that quack of a doctor tell me that most of my medical problems come from my having a Type B personality! I told him right to his face that he was dead wrong and threw a fit right then and there.
They may not let me back in the door but as soon as I get home, I'm getting my old grade cards out and show that smart eleck that I got all "Grade A" in typing.
Meanwhile...I need to rest a bit over this headache and these heart palpitations.
-I.B. Moleturd
