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king missile

I don't think I've talked much about my work here since I moved, for a number of reasons, but suffice it to say that I'm the librarian etc. at a nursing college. This is context.

One of the instructors just came in and asked me if I'd seen Aaron, the laboratory manager. I said I hadn't.

- All of our penises are missing.
- I beg your pardon?
- All of our penises are missing.
- That is... exactly what I thought you said.

You see, the mannequins (it was explained to me) in the nursing labs have interchangeable sets of genitals, for educational and economic reasons that ought to be fairly obvious. This morning, however, the mannequins are all equipped with vaginas and, as was previously and emphatically stated, all of our penises are missing.

I have been asked to keep my eye out for any or all of the penises; presumably they are simply in a Rubbermaid storage unit that has been misplaced and have not been made into a necklace or headdress.