I’m not saying that all of my co-workers conspired against
me today.
But I am saying this:
While setting up a treatment room for one of our patients
this afternoon, one of our nurses, Theresa, walked into the room to show me
some order for the patient we were getting ready to treat. The order had nothing to do with my
job. Theresa was wasting my time. After she showed me the order, she left the
room, but accidentally bumped into me on the way out.
But it wasn’t an accidental bump.
While bumping into me, she managed to tape a strip of toilet
paper to my back at the level of my belt.
I didn’t think anything of it, but half the staff was in the hall when I
walked out of the treatment room. And
they all had dopey grins on their faces.
What I didn’t know at the time was that the prank was
designed to make it look like I had just emptied my posterior orifice and had
failed to flush the toilet paper down the toilet. It was made to look like I got the last strip of toilet paper
stuck in my pants before leaving the restroom.
Of course, nobody bothered to tell me about the image I was
presenting as I walked around the department and diligently worked to save
lives. My co-workers were more than willing to just let me wander around looking
like I needed a lesson on how to complete a wipe job.
Not only that, but Olivia took a picture of me from behind,
without my knowledge or permission, and then emailed the picture to everybody
on the staff with the message line reading “Happy Birthday, Bruce!”
That’s the risk you face when you have a birthday on April
Fool’s Day and have a job at the same time.