Verbatim conversation with a patient today:
Patient: You got a husband?
Me: No.
Patient: A boyfriend?
Me: No.
Patient: Is that blood on your shoes?
Me: Uh. Yeah. Looks like it.
Patient: No wonder you ain't married yet.
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Haaaaa.
A patient yesterday asked me if me or my preceptor was hotter.
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