BE WARNED...I'M GOING TO USE THE "V" WORD!
Okay, now that you've looked around to make sure no boss or child is about, I just wanted to share my odd thought for the day. So I had my yearly OB appointment today. And no, I am not going to regale you with lovely intimate or gory details of the appointment. If you're a woman, you know; if you're a man, you don't want to know. But, what I do want to talk about is all of the vaginas running around the office.
There were pictures of vaginas, models of vaginas, advertisements with little vagina pen holders (no phallic symbol there). There was a little day calendar that had a cervix that you could touch that supposedly felt like a real cervix. They were everywhere! So this is my thought. I used to work in a bakery. By the end of the day I could not stand the sight of donuts. Even today, the smell can make me either very happy or VERY sick depending on my mood because I made so many damn donuts. I also work with kids. By the end of the day I need a little time where I am kidless. That means no E, no neighborhood kids, no hugs, no touching, no projectile body mucus anywhere near me. I get tired of seeing, smelling, hearing or touching kids.
SO: Do Ob's feel the same way? Do they walk out of their offices at the end of the day and go "NO MORE!!! No more vaginas!" Do the husbands ever go home and just say "Thanks but no thanks, Honey, I need a break from work." I mean, really, I was overwhelmed with all of the stuff. Vaginal paraphernalia is a big business in the medical world.
Hmm...what does that say about proctologists?