Mebbers this is good for a chuckle, mebbers not, but here goes.
I work in an industry where I have to go to third party locations for some of my clients in order to properly spec my product. I got a call the other day at about 11:00 AM from one of my clients asking me to go do a site visit at the local teaching hospital's Gross Anatomy Lab. I was busy at the time, and didn;t put two and two together as to what "Gross Anatomy" meant. As I was ditracted at the time, I told my client that I had to finish up the progect I was on and then i'd grab a burger for lunch, then head over to the site. My client chuckled and said that would be fine, just to call her when I was done with my site visit.
So, I got to Micky D's, get my burger and fries, eat it, and proceed to the site. I get off the elevator and ask the young woman wearing scrubs (no big deal - this was after all in a hospital) where the gross anatomy lab was. She took one look at me still sipping my iced tea from the McD's cup, giggled and said "Around the corner, believe me - you'll know when you're there."
So, i walk around the corner, and WHAMMMMMMM!
Fucking dead woman's vagina not three feet from me.
The vagina, of course, was attatched to the rest of the dead woman. She was lying on a metal table, and her insides were hanging on her chest as 4 or 5 surgical residents were cutting on her with scalpels. Apparently, i walked in on "liver dissection time".
All of a sudden, eating lunch didn't seem like such a good idea.
And damn, dead woman - you could have used a wax or something.
I work in an industry where I have to go to third party locations for some of my clients in order to properly spec my product. I got a call the other day at about 11:00 AM from one of my clients asking me to go do a site visit at the local teaching hospital's Gross Anatomy Lab. I was busy at the time, and didn;t put two and two together as to what "Gross Anatomy" meant. As I was ditracted at the time, I told my client that I had to finish up the progect I was on and then i'd grab a burger for lunch, then head over to the site. My client chuckled and said that would be fine, just to call her when I was done with my site visit.
So, I got to Micky D's, get my burger and fries, eat it, and proceed to the site. I get off the elevator and ask the young woman wearing scrubs (no big deal - this was after all in a hospital) where the gross anatomy lab was. She took one look at me still sipping my iced tea from the McD's cup, giggled and said "Around the corner, believe me - you'll know when you're there."
So, i walk around the corner, and WHAMMMMMMM!
Fucking dead woman's vagina not three feet from me.
The vagina, of course, was attatched to the rest of the dead woman. She was lying on a metal table, and her insides were hanging on her chest as 4 or 5 surgical residents were cutting on her with scalpels. Apparently, i walked in on "liver dissection time".
All of a sudden, eating lunch didn't seem like such a good idea.
And damn, dead woman - you could have used a wax or something.
