January 23, 2004
What's Up With That?
Azygos e-mailed me the other day with a simple question: "Why do I seem to attract the creeps?"
I replied, "I don't know. I've had my share...I guess it's your turn."
Basically, a reader had sent an e-mail to our dear Azygos, asking some highly inappropriate questions.
I read the e-mail that'd been forwarded. "Disturbing" barely scratches the surface. I couldn't believe anyone would write such a thing...and then I was talking with another nurse at work who told me she got a call from someone asking similar questions.
What the hell is wrong with people these days???
You can read the e-mail and my smart ass response over at Spanky's Place.
I think it would be especially funny for Azygos to actually send my response...with a photo of.....himself. We all know the author of the e-mail is expecting him to be a her.
Posted by DaGoddess at January 23, 2004 11:42 PMthey're too tired to take care of their OWN lovers?
Posted by: hoopty at January 23, 2004 11:56 PMYeah, mom was an RN (retired about 3 years ago). It wasn't unusual for her to have 48 hours in at the end of her 3rd day. She would be terribly exhausted.
She was very particular about protecting the dignity of her patients, particularly in those little backless gowns. She got one man securely settled in the wheelchair, bottom all covered, and started wheeling him down the hall, not realizing that the gown had ridden up and he was dangling there in full view down the corridor.
Posted by: SwampWoman at January 24, 2004 04:50 PMOkay, DG. I read the weird email about the genitalia bit. Yes, he's a whacko; get him a vegan condom to play with. But I have to say that I have my own TRUE medical-personnel-checking-out-my-weewee story that is KINDA like what the creepo was talking about. If you're real nice, I'll tell it to you...(heavy breathing heavy breathing). :)
Posted by: David Kilpatrick at January 24, 2004 08:19 PM*blinks* geebus... yeah, peoples is weird alright... yes ma'am...
Posted by: Ren at January 25, 2004 03:10 AMI must be ancient, or something, but I can remember when hospitals weren't so understaffed as they are now, and there may have been some goofy time.
I dunno if this is exactly the kind of thing yer writing about, but I remember hearing a 3rd (4th?) hand story about a guy who jumped out of an airplane and was just about to pull, when he noticed that he'd crossed the leg straps when putting on the parachute. Of course he had to pull, or die, but the knowlege and anticipation made for that special, extra-ouchy kinda hurt. Oh, yeah, the point of the story: The fellow swore that the most unpleasant part of waiting in the H-pital for the swelling to go down was hearing, at all hours of the day and night, female whispers, and females going snork!giggle giggle suppressed-snork just outside the door to his room. Ah well, as I said, there was more slack in the system back then.