Posted on 03/24/2006 5:36:57 AM PST by Jane_N
Bosses at a Stockholm hospital have asked a nurse called Jesus to change his name, after concerns that it might cause confusion among patients.
According to Jesus, an auxiliary nurse at Huddinge hospital, his superiors were worried that patients told "Jesus will be coming soon ," might get the wrong idea.
"If they thought that Jesus was coming they might believe that they were already dead," the nurse told The Local.
Jesus, who will now use his middle name Manuel, said he didn't have a problem with the change.
"I understand why they wanted me to use my middle name," he said.
But, he added, "my name never usually causes me problems."
I thought that people who have the name of Jesus pronounced it so differently that most people wouldn't recognize how it was spelled.
OK, that is really funny. :)
Regards, Ivan
Jesus is coming soon. After Mohammed cleans your bedpan.
Learn Spanish and get with the program.
I am taking Spanish now. It is not pronounced "Jesus" in Spanish the way we speak it in English.
How about, "Jesus is here, but he doesn't come to this floor"
No kidding?
It has nothing to do with mortals or not. It has to with Spanish and English. In Spanish, both mortals and the Son of God have their names pronounce Hay-soos. It is common in Hispanic culture to give that name to their sons so they carry over that pronunciation to their English speaking world.
Oh man, LOL !!!
Um, guys you might want to reread the article. This is in Stockholm--Sweden. Maybe in Sweden Jesus is the same as Jesus.
It's "Hay Soos." I figured that there are so many Spanish-speaking immigrants here that I really did need to get with the program. I'm a slow learner though!
Sure, right after Mohamed changes his name. That way there won't be any Confucian.
I'm sure this guy has a last name. Why don't they just say, "Mr. so-and-so" will be coming to your room"? Duh!
As usual,the Swedes are on the cutting edge of the problems that face Western Civilization.
A burglar broke into a house one night. He shined his flashlight around, looking for valuables, and when he picked up a CD player to place in his sack, a strange, disembodied voice echoed from the dark saying, "Jesus is watching you."
He nearly jumped out of his skin, clicked his flashlight out, and froze. When he heard nothing more after a bit, he shook his head, promised himself a vacation after the next big score, then clicked the light on and began searching for more valuables.
Just as he pulled the stereo out so he could disconnect the wires, clear as a bell he heard, "Jesus is watching you." Freaked out, he shone his light around frantically, looking for the source of the voice. Finally, in the corner of the room, his flashlight beam came to rest on a parrot.
"Did you say that?" he hissed at the parrot.
"Yep," the parrot confessed, then squawked, "I'm just trying to warn you."
The burglar relaxed. "Warn me, huh? Who in the world do you think you are?"
"I'm Moses," replied the bird.
"Moses?" the burglar laughed. "What kind of people would name a bird Moses?"
"The kind of people that would name a Rottweiler 'Jesus'."
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