Friday, September 26, 2008

POST 14: Outage & Donuts

Happy POST 14!

I logged on this morning to get an early post in before a crazy day and saw THIS:

In celebration of it being Friday, I have saved a special story to make you laugh. Now, I will give warning, this may very well not be as funny as when it occurred, but come on...34 days of posts - you have to deal with a few duds! Anyway, since there are donuts in the break room...

(Evil Satan food I tell you...that is what he wants you to put in your 72 hour kits. Lucifer probably has his own cannery where the only thing that goes into a No.10 can on Friday's is a bakers dozen! Glazed OK with you? Don't worry, Monday - Thursday he rotates between Milky Way, Twix, Hostess Cupcakes & Twinkies! Go ahead, you know you will be begging me for wheat flour (thank you for my wheat grinder AJ) when you open your No.10 and your precious Satan food is...eeeew, gross!)

Where was I? Ah, yes...this story takes place this past Wednesday night while in attendance at my Statistics class. Since we had our test the previous Monday (no, we do not have our grades back) we start a new chapter of torture: CLINICAL TRIALS!

No, I am not Pre-Med. Yes, my strange Stats professor spent 45 minutes explaining how a clinical trial works. No, I did not pay attention...I focused on filling my Crackberry calendar with all the stuff I have could have been doing.

So, he finally got to our first study was about cervical cancer (this is where it gets good.) He said "ladies, you will have to excuse me for a moment while I explain to the men in the room what the cervix is." I teased and said "well, can we leave then...since we're are pretty familiar?" He that was good...but continued to go into very clinical detail about a woman's cervix...referring to our female parts as a "donut".

No, I am not kidding, I am DEAD serious. I was too busy laughing to hear if the iced side of the donut were on the inside or outside of me, but yes...he went there!

Next he wants us to write up the clinical trail and I am crying from laughing so hard I cannot see my paper. This is a "G" rated blog so you will just have to imagine the kind of comments that were being said all around me. I don't think I need to remind anyone how the mind of a 21 year old college student works. All I know is that this was (give or take) the 11th class with this professor and this was the FIRST time he made us laugh. He even came over to my desk and giggled making some comment like "you're having a hard time with this, aren't you?" I quickly passed blame on to my group members who continued to make comments even as he was standing there.

I think this story only gets better if you can actually picture my professor. I have explained him in a previous post (HERE.)

And yes, he still needs a hair cut!

1 comment:

Chrissy said...

Ha ha! I can just imagine you there now, thank you for sharing the story.

I miss you!