"I'll be leaving at 4 to get castrated."

Frightened Inmate #2

At least that's what my cow-orkers thought what I said, "I'll be leaving at 4 to get cast for orthotics." They all gave me this "WTH did you say?" Shocked

kind of look and then one of them with some sense and a little background knowledge let the rest of them in on what I really said.

Anyway, I got cast for orthotics yesterday. They did the gauze bandage and plaster of Paris for the molds and it was over pretty quickly. Two more weeks and I'll hopefully be running pain-free. Dancing Banana

The therapy area at the clinic is wide open. This other guy came in with a shoulder problem and they asked him to take off his shirt. I can't help but over hear that they're going to put electrodes on his to flex his muscle and while I'm talking to the nurse [?] about my orthotics, I hear this BBBBBZZZZ noise and look over to see that this guy is so hairy that they have to shave him to put the electrodes on him. Shocked

I guess my eyes really bugged out of my head because the nurse made some witty comment about how they wouldn't have to do that to me for the orthotics.

Neutral