tlag1986
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I actually kept my mammogram appointment. I was met with,
'Hi! I'm Belinda!' This perky clipboard carrier
smiled from ear to ear, tilted her head to one side and
crooned, 'All I need you to do is step into this room right
here, strip to the waist, then slip on this gown.
Everything clear?
I'm thinking, 'Belinda, try decaf. This ain't
rocket science.'
Belinda skipped away to prepare the chamber of horrors.
With the right side finished, Belinda flipped me
(literally) to the left and said, 'Hmmmm. Can you stand
on your tippy toes and lean in a tad so we can get
everything?'
Fine, I answered. I was freezing, bruised, and out of air,
so why not use the remaining circulation in my legs and neck
and finish me off?
My body was in a holding pattern that defied gravity (with
my other boob wedged between those two 4 inch pieces of
square glass) when we heard, then felt a zap! Complete
darkness and the power went off!
'Oh, maintenance is working. Bet they hit a snag.'
Belinda headed for the door.
'Excuse me! You're not leaving me in this vise
alone are you?' I shouted.
Belinda kept going and said, 'Oh, you fussy puppy...the
door's wide open so you'll have the emergency hall
lights. I'll be right back.'
Before I could shout 'NOOOO!' she disappeared.
And that's exactly how Bubba and Earl, maintenance men
extraordinaire, found me, half-naked and part of me dangling
from the Jaws of Life, and the other part smashed between
glass!
After exchanging polite 'Hi, how's it going'
type greetings, Bubba (or possibly Earl) asked, to my utter
disbelief,
if I knew the power was off.
Trying to disguise my hysteria, I replied with as much
calmness as possible 'Uh, yes, yes I did thanks.'
'You bet, take care' Bubba replied and waved
good-bye as though I'd been standing in the line at the
grocery store.
Two hours later, Belinda breezes in wearing a sheepish
grin. Making no attempt to suppress her amusement, she said,
'Oh I am sooo sorry!' The power came back on and
I totally forgot about you! And silly me, I went to lunch.
Are we upset?'
And that, Your Honor, is exactly how her head ended up
between the clamps...
'Hi! I'm Belinda!' This perky clipboard carrier
smiled from ear to ear, tilted her head to one side and
crooned, 'All I need you to do is step into this room right
here, strip to the waist, then slip on this gown.
Everything clear?
I'm thinking, 'Belinda, try decaf. This ain't
rocket science.'
Belinda skipped away to prepare the chamber of horrors.
With the right side finished, Belinda flipped me
(literally) to the left and said, 'Hmmmm. Can you stand
on your tippy toes and lean in a tad so we can get
everything?'
Fine, I answered. I was freezing, bruised, and out of air,
so why not use the remaining circulation in my legs and neck
and finish me off?
My body was in a holding pattern that defied gravity (with
my other boob wedged between those two 4 inch pieces of
square glass) when we heard, then felt a zap! Complete
darkness and the power went off!
'Oh, maintenance is working. Bet they hit a snag.'
Belinda headed for the door.
'Excuse me! You're not leaving me in this vise
alone are you?' I shouted.
Belinda kept going and said, 'Oh, you fussy puppy...the
door's wide open so you'll have the emergency hall
lights. I'll be right back.'
Before I could shout 'NOOOO!' she disappeared.
And that's exactly how Bubba and Earl, maintenance men
extraordinaire, found me, half-naked and part of me dangling
from the Jaws of Life, and the other part smashed between
glass!
After exchanging polite 'Hi, how's it going'
type greetings, Bubba (or possibly Earl) asked, to my utter
disbelief,
if I knew the power was off.
Trying to disguise my hysteria, I replied with as much
calmness as possible 'Uh, yes, yes I did thanks.'
'You bet, take care' Bubba replied and waved
good-bye as though I'd been standing in the line at the
grocery store.
Two hours later, Belinda breezes in wearing a sheepish
grin. Making no attempt to suppress her amusement, she said,
'Oh I am sooo sorry!' The power came back on and
I totally forgot about you! And silly me, I went to lunch.
Are we upset?'
And that, Your Honor, is exactly how her head ended up
between the clamps...