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Blogging Bessy — Fri, 13 Feb 2009 04:53:52 +0000

I used to work in the Urology department at a large teaching hospital in a big city. In addition to my many administrative responsibilities (i.e. the office bitch) I was in charge of assisting with the Sperm Collection room. Yes, that is exactly what it sounds like. My job here was to make sure that the magazines were kept up to date for the patients that would come and…well…do their thing. One day we got the new Playboy subscription and I was in the collection room swapping out the magazines. My back was turned to the door and I heard it close behind me. I turned to find an extremely attractive man close to my age standing with a collection cup, clearly surprised to see me in there. As my panic rose, he broke the silence by awkwardly laughing and said, “so, are you hear to help?” As my cheeks turned an even deeper shade of red, I laughed awkwardly and said, “nope, that’s what these are for!” and handed him the playboy still in my hand and quickly walked out. Just another day at the office…

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