SeaCat
Hey, my Halo is smoking
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So I shopw up for work this morning and find things running as normal. We're understaffed for the number of patients we already have and there are more names on the board for patients coming in.
I get hopping and by 100 my patuents have been cared for. Then came the flood as the new patients came in. One particular R.N. and myself received several of these patients.
One of these patients was a young black female. By the time I was informed the patient was there the R.N. had weighed her, got her changed into her gown and got her into her bed.
I walked into the room with the idea of taking her Vital Signs, the R.N. was only a few steps behind me as she still needed to finish with her assesment.
When the patient sees me she remembers something in her hand bag, which happens to be on the floor on the other side of the bed. She doesn't ask me to get the bag for her, instead she leans over the side of the bed. You can guess at what could be seen.
As she lifts the bag onto the bed she turns her head and asks me if I'm staring at her ass. My Reply? "Nope, I'm just waiting for you to stop fooling around so I can do my job."
Oh she didn't like that answer. She rolled onto her back and pulled the blanket up before telling me she thought I was mean. Then she asked me if I was gay, I told her I wasn't and had been married for 16 years. That seemed to stun her into silence long enough for me to get her Vitals.
The R.N. was having a hard time keeping a straight face during this.
When I was done the young lady tried to get in another dig. Maybe she was just trying to get a rise out of me one way or the other, I don't know. She looks at me and asks me if I dislike Niggers. (Her word not mine.) I don't flinch nor do I back down. I tell her with a straight face that I wouldn't know, I haven't met anyone from Nigeria. I walked out before she could say anything else.
A short time later the R.N. came up to me in the hallway. She told me the patient and her had a nice little conversation after I had left. She said the young lady had asked her straight out why I hadn't reacted to her showing me her goods. (It seems the R.N. was curious as well.) I looked at the R.N. and smiled slightly.
I told her she could tell the young lady that she didn't get a rise out of me because I wasn't interested in kids. Now if she, (The R.N. who is damned cute,) had done that to me I would have bitten her on her well shaped backside.
The poor R.N. looked at me blankly for a minute as what I had said penetrated her mind. Then she looked at me in shock and started laughing before telling me that if she ever did that to me she expected more than tooth marks in her ass.
Like I said I'm still chuckling.
Cat
I get hopping and by 100 my patuents have been cared for. Then came the flood as the new patients came in. One particular R.N. and myself received several of these patients.
One of these patients was a young black female. By the time I was informed the patient was there the R.N. had weighed her, got her changed into her gown and got her into her bed.
I walked into the room with the idea of taking her Vital Signs, the R.N. was only a few steps behind me as she still needed to finish with her assesment.
When the patient sees me she remembers something in her hand bag, which happens to be on the floor on the other side of the bed. She doesn't ask me to get the bag for her, instead she leans over the side of the bed. You can guess at what could be seen.
As she lifts the bag onto the bed she turns her head and asks me if I'm staring at her ass. My Reply? "Nope, I'm just waiting for you to stop fooling around so I can do my job."
Oh she didn't like that answer. She rolled onto her back and pulled the blanket up before telling me she thought I was mean. Then she asked me if I was gay, I told her I wasn't and had been married for 16 years. That seemed to stun her into silence long enough for me to get her Vitals.
The R.N. was having a hard time keeping a straight face during this.
When I was done the young lady tried to get in another dig. Maybe she was just trying to get a rise out of me one way or the other, I don't know. She looks at me and asks me if I dislike Niggers. (Her word not mine.) I don't flinch nor do I back down. I tell her with a straight face that I wouldn't know, I haven't met anyone from Nigeria. I walked out before she could say anything else.
A short time later the R.N. came up to me in the hallway. She told me the patient and her had a nice little conversation after I had left. She said the young lady had asked her straight out why I hadn't reacted to her showing me her goods. (It seems the R.N. was curious as well.) I looked at the R.N. and smiled slightly.
I told her she could tell the young lady that she didn't get a rise out of me because I wasn't interested in kids. Now if she, (The R.N. who is damned cute,) had done that to me I would have bitten her on her well shaped backside.
The poor R.N. looked at me blankly for a minute as what I had said penetrated her mind. Then she looked at me in shock and started laughing before telling me that if she ever did that to me she expected more than tooth marks in her ass.
Like I said I'm still chuckling.
Cat
