The Quickie
While making my rounds, I stopped to chat with a patient. Suddenly, he smiled and asked, "Would you like a quickie? "
"Uhhh..." was my response.
While I stared at him with a frozen smile, he reached into a drawer, pulled out a canister and opened it. Inside were cookies. He hadn't offered a quickie, but a cookie. Happily, I took one and went back to the nurse's station, eager to tell my funny story.
No one laughed. None of my coworkers knew what a quickie was.
Written by Melissa on 12:07 PM
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8 Comments:
wow. your coworkers are THAT innocent? :)
hehehe! Lovely.
The first thing I was taught in my CNA course was not to accept anything from the patients... I don't get it now. You even got a quickie =)
I knew what it was. Hmm... Now if you'll excuse me, I gotta find Annette.
May, yes, I was surprised too.
Gabrielona, we're allowed to accept small gifts. I would be thinner if it weren't for patient's presents.
Alan, perhaps Annette would rather have a cookie? :)
Lol ;o) Where have your co-workers been all their (very sheltered) lives?!
that is great!!!!...
Terrific story! I even laughed out loud about your Co-workers, too.
Gemmak, I think they all went to Catholic schools.
Madwag, thanks.
Zippiknits, I'm glad that I have my blogging friends who understand what I'm talking about.
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