This is a funny story from an ER nurse on an encounter of the weird sort. Found it over at Freepers, he kept me in the story until the end. I really wanted to use the physician’s anecdote for the title but then it would have told the story………

“The strippers!” she snapped in a hissed whisper over the phone (which was, I may point out, actually loud enough to awaken the Count and send him into a frenzy of… of… hmm… well, into a frenzy of whatever the hell he was doing wearing that preposterous getup).

“Strippers!?” I blurted out. The entire Western Hemisphere turned around to look at me. I smiled wanly. It was my turn to feel awkward.

“Yes. Strippers.”

“How many?” I asked. Now I really had coworkers tilting their heads toward me to listen. This was looking bad- really bad.

“Six,” the triage nurse reported.

“Well, what do they want?” I asked, as if they were a 60 Minutes crew coming to do an ambush interview. (I still roll my eyes at myself.)

“Umm, they say they want to be seen,” The triage nurse replied.

“Why else would they be strippers?” I asked drily. (I’m sorry, but I really did say it. It just sort of slipped.)

“Dammit, that’s not funny!” she hissed.

“Okay. Okay. I’m sorry.” I said, drawing another very heavy sigh and rubbing my eyes. “What are their chief complaints?”

“They are all the same,” she answered.

“Hmm… okay, I’ll ask. What is it?”

Did I hook you to find out the complaint? Go here to read the story.

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