“We make men without chests and we expect of them virtue and enterprise. We laugh at honor and we are shocked to find traitors in our midst. We castrate and bid the geldings be fruitful."- C.S. Lewis in The Abolition of Man
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Unfortunate Mix Up
My wife, Linda, who does home visits as a registered nurse, went shopping yesterday after a long, hard day of tending to patients in the county. As she reached into her purse to get a pen to sign the credit card receipt, she pulled out a rectal thermometer instead. She looked up at the flabbergasted clerk and said, "Dang, some a**hole has my pen!"