Mrs. Orlok: "No. I lie in coffins routinely, and don't have a problem."
Friday, February 21, 2014
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Mrs. Orlok: "No. I lie in coffins routinely, and don't have a problem."
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25 comments:
You do have some strange patients, don't you???
Was that sarcasm?
No, she was serious.
I can't even imagine...
I know your posts MUST be true...you couldn't possibly make this stuff up.
I'd like to ask where you find these people...but I think a better question is how do these people find you? Do you advertise on www.crazy.com?
Regularly, like she's practicing? Or, regularly, like once a lifetime? Or, regularly like she wants to make sure it fits at any time it's necessary? Still, it's only my humble opinion, MRIs must 'fit' a little more snugly than a coffin.
Sorry, but I need a little bit more on this one, as in She works quality control at the casket factory ---WTH ?
Cause laying in a coffin is something most people choose to do but once.
Haunted house employee?
Abby Sciuto!
Anon @ 11:33 ~
My thoughts exactly!!!
Maybe she works at a funeral home...and that's where she naps during off-peak hours.
Mrs. Orlok. *snerk*
Anne Rice fan. Or Twilight. Me? Dark Shadows.
As long as she remembers to remove all her piercings before she gets in the MRI machine...
"At least, I think they're supposed to be coffins. Those Ikea assembly manuals can be confusing."
Different strokes for different folks and all. Is this a Goth thing?
Actress in a haunted house?
"I figure we're all going to die sooner or later, and I'm a big believer in being prepared."
Wow! You're on a roll this week...
She's just very prepared - Caskets are expensive, and your relatives can have poor taste.
Buy now, die later, and choose a comfortable, stylish and well-fitting eternal resting space.
I'm not that claustrophobic, but when I had my first MRI, 25 years ago, the hospital lost power (for real!) and they nurse couldn't get the emergency release to work for nearly an hour. By then I WAS claustophobic.
My undergrad had to create a new rule against coffins in the dorms when a student showed up with his own coffin to sleep in!
I dated a guy that slept in coffins once. Apparently it's more common than I thought...
Just think, Dr. G. This poor woman has been waiting years, perhaps many years, to make this comment to someone she could sufficiently impress. If she had told this to her harried pharmacist who'd been yelled at all day by impatient patients, without a bathroom break, and the WRONG SHOES, they'd probably muttered (under their breath), "yeah, you and who else?"
Checking the casks at the factory for for draughts, so the customer could sleep comfortably? Or for cracks through which Count Dracula could gain access?
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