More Things than Limbs, I think
Mar. 24th, 2006 09:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
todayiamadaisyI was so distracted by the joy and excitement of finding my stapler before that I forgot to write what I really meant to. A couple of days ago, my colleague Brian put in an order for a teaching aid for a particular type of cancer to everybody's favourite mail-order medical supply shop, Limbs and Things, and a compact little box was brought into the office by courier this afternoon. Sitting in my office, I witnessed the following conversation:
Courier: Sign here. (Looks at box.) Limbs and Things... sounds interesting.
Leeanne: Do you know what's in there?
Courier: (Gives box a light shake.) Yeah, well, it rattles a bit... nah.
Leeanne: Testicles!
Courier: Oh. (Leaves office without saying anything else.)
Leeanne and I: (Giggle like twelve-year-olds.)
Brian and I share an office, and I walked in the other morning in time to hear our medical educator, a Very Serious Englishman, say, "I think I need to buy some testicles." It's entirely to Brian's credit, I think, that his straight-faced reply was, "I'll organise that for you", when there are clearly so many other possible answers.
Courier: Sign here. (Looks at box.) Limbs and Things... sounds interesting.
Leeanne: Do you know what's in there?
Courier: (Gives box a light shake.) Yeah, well, it rattles a bit... nah.
Leeanne: Testicles!
Courier: Oh. (Leaves office without saying anything else.)
Leeanne and I: (Giggle like twelve-year-olds.)
Brian and I share an office, and I walked in the other morning in time to hear our medical educator, a Very Serious Englishman, say, "I think I need to buy some testicles." It's entirely to Brian's credit, I think, that his straight-faced reply was, "I'll organise that for you", when there are clearly so many other possible answers.
