Yesterday morning a man brought a semen specimen into my lab for a complete semen analysis. At 9am. On Easter.
So today, we speculated about the conversation at home that must have gone along with that.
"You know, Honey, we already ate the chocolates, and we went to church last Easter. The sermon this year is bound to be the same. Since dinner at my mom's isn't until 2, what say we swing by the hospital and find out what's up with the swimmers?"
You have to admire such a creative, non-traditional holiday celebration.