Category: Conversations


Tasmiyan politics is not to be confused with Tasmanian politics which, as it turns out I know nothing about.

I love old people. No matter who they are or what they believe in – they can wallow in miserable incontinence, hate me, even if they CAN’T HEAR WHAT I AM SAYING EVEN THOUGH I AM SHOUTING CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW?, drive slowly in the fast lane. Whatevs. There is something noble and distinguished about the grey hair, the wrinkles and the stilted gait.

Old people make me cry.

Husband: Did you hear about John Howard falling over?

Tasmiya: Yeah I heard something about it today.

Husband: He looks like a sad, pathetic old man. Do you want to see it? I’m sure it’s on YouTube – I can find it for you.

(Pause)

Tasmiya:

Husband: Let me guess – you’ll see it and then you’ll feel sorry for him and then become a Liberal supporter.

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Tasmiya: Well…

Husband: Oh my God! I don’t believe it!

Tasmiya: But he’s old! And he tripped over!

Happy Birthday old man. Here’s hoping there are no more spills, trippings or tumblings closer to the election….

…for the sake of the COUNTRY.

Owner: I was throwing a stick and I think it hit my dog. He went all shivery and fell over.
Tasmiya: So you were throwing the stick AT the dog?
Owner: No, I was throwing it at my son but it accidentally hit the dog.

Colleague #1: I’m thinking of opening up a small one-man practice.
Tasmiya: Oh, really? That’s not such a bad idea.
Colleague #1: Yeah – it might not get as busy or as glamorous as this hospital but…
Colleague #2: Glamorous?? I can think of lots of words to describe the veterinary profession and I can assure you, GLAMOROUS isn’t one of them.

Owner (after dog tries to attack and kill Tasmiya): He doesn’t like you. It’s either your skin colour or your scarf.
Tasmiya: Bigoted dogs. Who would have thought?

Client: I’d like to make an appointment with that nice little Sri Lankan girl/ small vet/ Indian lady/ the lady with the head thing.

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