Yesterday a new drug rep brought lunch. She was a nice lady.
After lunch the staff were cleaning up the kitchen. Packing up leftovers, wiping the table. As usual they were chatting about the patients, Dancing With The Stars, their kids, etc.
At some point the conversation turned to the drug rep, and they were guessing as to how far along in her pregnancy she was, and whether she was having a boy or a girl.
And then the bathroom door opened. The drug rep was in there the whole time. They thought she'd left.
And she isn't pregnant.