How Do You Know She’s a Witch?
Took care of a suicidal/homicidal witch the other day. This multiply pierced and tattooed woman had decided that she didn’t want to live anymore. She had a plan to walk onto the nearby military base with a gun and start blazing away (I didn’t ask why she didn’t use her wand). In the room to comfort her were her ‘clergy’… One, evidently, her “high priestess”, and the other merely an acolyte of some sort. Both of these “clergy” (really, I’m not making this up) were multiply tattooed with images of broomsticks, black-cats, and pentagrams. I guess it says something about what I do that between the nursing staff and my other colleagues the patient generated only a few minutes of bemused discussion. Whatever. A homicidal witch. Boring.
Oh, by the way, you know she’s a witch, according to the great scientist Sir Bedevere, if she weighs the same as a duck.
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What a fa-reak. These are the people who work a virgin music or blockbusters. We do work in a wierd place. At UAMS we cut the clothes off a 50 year old male trauma victim only to find him wearing women’s thong underwear. He said they were more comfortable. Nobody even blinked an eye.