When my mother was in hospital recently, she got sick of having forms thrust under her nose several times every day by all the different white-coated medical bods.
“Haven’t they got all this information already,” she’d say about everyone from physios to osteos to occupational therapists, good people all, but all of them insisting she write out what seemed like the same information over and over again for their own particular databases, of which she worked out there much be hundreds.
So I suggested that I make up a form for that she could hand over to them to fill out, asking them for their own names, address and bank account details. Thought it might be fun for her. I even started making one up.
So I was delighted to read this morning that there’s another chap who feels much the same way about being the recipient of so many rejection letters—and after receiving yet another one he’s pondering telling them their rejection is rejected:
Dear [name removed]
I am writing to you in regard to your rejection letter dated _______, telling me that I have not been successful in applying for the position of ________. Every month I receive a large number of rejection letters, and I am sorry to advise you that yours has not been accepted. I want to thank you for the time that you’ve taken to write this rejection letter and I wish you all the best in rejecting other applicants.
Dr Xxxxx Xxxxxxx
UPDATE: Lindsay Mitchell’s memory has been jogged . . . she has a list of some of the treatments that can’t given until the necessary forms are completed . . .