Pencil Problem
Every day at work, two pencils get stolen. The secretary starts her shift by unlocking the supply drawer and removing two pencils. The next day, they will be gone, like clock-work.
Last night, I found a pencil in the toilet. Maybe that's what's been happening to them, but why?
The next problem was what to do about the pencil. We weren't sure who to call. Housekeeping cleans toilets and engineering unclogs them. An argument could be made either way. One of the nurses decided to take matters into her own hands. Donning gloves, she reached into the toilet while we all watched and made ewwwwing sounds. She got it out without flooding her gloves. Who knew that nurses could get so upset about reaching in a toilet? We reach into far worse things than that everyday.
Written by Melissa on 10:55 AM
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Maybe someone squeamish (and who probably objects to teeth-pulled syringe caps) uses a pencil to flush the toilet so she doesn't have to touch anything.
What? You wanna live forever? :)
Gross.
Hi, Melissa!
Stopped by to catch up a bit. Can you believe the heatwave? Nice that it's cooling down a bit for the weekend, finally.
I saw an article on mulberries in the LA Times and totally thought of you. :)
i would have been that nurse...because really, the water looked clean enough :)
Dave, I hadn't thought of that. Too bad they can only go to the bathroom twice a day. :)
Mary, how nice to hear from you again. It's been awhile.
The mulberries are almost ripe and it's a bumper crop. The problem is that I think I have exhausted the topic of mulberries. What more can I say other than the usual, my tummy hurts from eating so many?
May, it was clean in appearance, but we all know what ends up in there, so we were leary.
I love your blog...a lot!!... my question is to you... what do your coworkers think of you taking pics of everything? I know here that if it is a public place like a tourist place ... no problem but if it is a more private type public place people look at me funny... some of my friends understand that I have a blog and don't mind but some people give me a weird look if I take pics of everyday things... how do you get away with it????
Patti, thanks. I explain my odd behavior by saying that when I retire, I'm going to write a book and so need to save memories. So far they're buying it, but one of my coworkers now wants me to write her life story.
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