You sometimes hear or take part in strange conversations if you work in a hospital like I do, but I think today’s conversation took the biscuit. I thought I’d share the one below with you to brighten up your Monday. It was between a colleague, let’s call her Ann, and myself and it went like this:
Ann: We had the wrong post delivered here last Friday. I didn’t look at the address, thought it was ours and opened the box. There was an arse inside.
Me: An arse?
Ann: Yeah, an arse with a hole in.
Me: Don’t all arses have holes in?
Ann: This one was different. It had two holes.
Me: A kind of super-arse? Whose arse was it?
Ann: I found out it belongs to the Tissue Viability girls, whose office is at the end of the corridor. They ordered one so they could practise their bedsore routines on it.
Me: Ah, a plastic arse?
Ann: Well, I don’t know about plastic. It was sort of soft and squidgy, like.
Me: That’s a relief. I had a mental image of some poor sod walking around without an arse!
Isn’t it great working in a hospital? I wonder where they ordered it from (lol)?
Stevie Turner 
Oh my word, what a conversation to have, Stevie.
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Great wasn’t it (lol)?
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Omgggggggggg hilarioussssssssssssss! 🙂 xx
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I’ve had plenty of strange looks from giggling away long after the event, lols. As an ex nurse, I can so relate. Thanks for the laughs, Stevie 🙂
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I have to ask… did either of you touch it?
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I came in on the arse end of the tale, so to speak, when it had already been returned to the T.V girls. I think Ann might have had a secret prod, lol.
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😂😂
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I worked for a mental health trust, and some of our conversations were very strange indeed.
I’m assuming they bought their toy from Arses R’Us – you should try it sometime…
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Lol!
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To work in the NHS, you have to have that style of sense of humour.
I once took a body into the mortuary at St Mary’s in London. The man had been under a train, so it was more bits than a body. The mortuary technician made us a cup of tea after we put the man into the fridge, and as we were drinking it, I turned to my crew mate, almost dropping my tea. “I forgot his head! It’s still wrapped in a blanket inside the ambulance.
Luckily, I had closed the doors.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Oh gawd, yes working in a hospital you end up with a very black sense of humour. I don’t think I could ever have worked on the ambulances though – my stomach isn’t strong enough, lol.
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That is funny!!
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It is, isn’t it? And it’s absolutely true! As I walked back to where I’d parked my car I kept giggling, and people gave me strange looks.
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