When I was being prepped for my colonoscopy I was in a room with beds separated by curtains. The nurse began setting up the port for my IV. He very efficiently inserted the needle and taped it down. I could tell he was very experienced and efficient at it.
I said, “ You must have been doing this for a while.”
He said, “ No, I just got out of prison yesterday.”
I playing along said, “ Did you learn your needle skills giving each other tattoos?”
He said, “No, pretty much learned it from using the shiv.”
I said, “ Did you make your own or out source it?”
He said, “ You have to make your own, it’s a matter of pride.”
He then finished up and opened the curtain so he could move on to the next patient. I looked over and saw a middle aged woman with a horrified look on her face that he was starting on.
He said to her, “I didn’t hurt Lazarus he didn’t make a sound.”
I said, “ That’s cause he gave me a stick to bite down on.”
I said, “ You must have been doing this for a while.”
He said, “ No, I just got out of prison yesterday.”
I playing along said, “ Did you learn your needle skills giving each other tattoos?”
He said, “No, pretty much learned it from using the shiv.”
I said, “ Did you make your own or out source it?”
He said, “ You have to make your own, it’s a matter of pride.”
He then finished up and opened the curtain so he could move on to the next patient. I looked over and saw a middle aged woman with a horrified look on her face that he was starting on.
He said to her, “I didn’t hurt Lazarus he didn’t make a sound.”
I said, “ That’s cause he gave me a stick to bite down on.”