OK so where do you go to tell a funny story about work when you are an SP?
In the past few years of working I have had some of the funniest things happen and been in some crazy situations. However I have found myself biting my tongue when I really want to tell someone.
So it here it goes.
It happened after a dentist appointment. I went for a regular check up and guess what the dentist found a couple of cavities. So I returned a couple days later got my fillings, I had them both done at the same tiem because I hate the thought of having to get that needle second time.
Perfect they are all done, everything went well and all is good.
Until a couple of days later when I realized the my jaw was getting harder to open and my face was a still little num.
Well it turns out I had some weird freak condition that can happen from freezing and the jaw being held open for so long. I never thought that was possible. I have a strong jaw...
So Two weeks go by I have not been able to open my mouth and this really sucks or in my case there will be no sucking. Three weeks and it is starting to get better and if I move my jaw the right way I can open it.
So I figure it is OK to go back to work. I am a trooper and I can do this.
My first day back and I am ready to play. My day is booked and I am ready to get down to business.
Now you have to picture this. I am eager to work and my first client is someone who has been eager to see me. The vibe is good and I am excited.
The knock comes to the door I open it with grand anticipation and there in the door frame is this man that I have only ever imagined in my wildest fantasies.
Come on we all have the fantasy person drawn in our minds....and here is mine standing in my doorway. So what’s the problem you ask?
As I looked up at him, all 6.6" of him (I am 5.2") my excitement quickly turned to fear. All I could think of was the size of his penis and if it was any relation to the size of his body I was going to be in trouble. I am certain I can't open my mouth that wide at this moment in time.
I offer him a shower and he accepts. Great this gives me a few minutes to do the stupid exercises my dentist promised me would help stretch my jaw. So here I am sitting on the edge of the bed using my thumb and second finger like a vise prying my jaw open.
I hear the shower stop. Ok this is it, the moment of truth! For my sake I actually hope this man has a really small penis. I know size doesn't matter but today it really does and I am hoping for small or at most average.
Though my experience tells me a 6.6" tall man in good shape about 240lbs (ok....and he is black) is not going to have a small or even average penis. I am not being presumptuous here....I am speaking from experience.
In he walks and he is not shy in the least bit, he didn't even retune with the fluffy white towel around him. There is was and if I could open my mouth my jaw would have hit the floor.
Why today? I ask myself. Why?...I am now truly convinced there is a greater being and I am the receiver of their practical jokes.
All I can say is, in three years of working as an sp this was the biggest, thickest penis I had ever seen and it wasn't even erect yet.
I did push forward, persevered and got the job done.
After that day it took another three weeks before I could work again.
In the past few years of working I have had some of the funniest things happen and been in some crazy situations. However I have found myself biting my tongue when I really want to tell someone.
So it here it goes.
It happened after a dentist appointment. I went for a regular check up and guess what the dentist found a couple of cavities. So I returned a couple days later got my fillings, I had them both done at the same tiem because I hate the thought of having to get that needle second time.
Perfect they are all done, everything went well and all is good.
Until a couple of days later when I realized the my jaw was getting harder to open and my face was a still little num.
Well it turns out I had some weird freak condition that can happen from freezing and the jaw being held open for so long. I never thought that was possible. I have a strong jaw...
So Two weeks go by I have not been able to open my mouth and this really sucks or in my case there will be no sucking. Three weeks and it is starting to get better and if I move my jaw the right way I can open it.
So I figure it is OK to go back to work. I am a trooper and I can do this.
My first day back and I am ready to play. My day is booked and I am ready to get down to business.
Now you have to picture this. I am eager to work and my first client is someone who has been eager to see me. The vibe is good and I am excited.
The knock comes to the door I open it with grand anticipation and there in the door frame is this man that I have only ever imagined in my wildest fantasies.
Come on we all have the fantasy person drawn in our minds....and here is mine standing in my doorway. So what’s the problem you ask?
As I looked up at him, all 6.6" of him (I am 5.2") my excitement quickly turned to fear. All I could think of was the size of his penis and if it was any relation to the size of his body I was going to be in trouble. I am certain I can't open my mouth that wide at this moment in time.
I offer him a shower and he accepts. Great this gives me a few minutes to do the stupid exercises my dentist promised me would help stretch my jaw. So here I am sitting on the edge of the bed using my thumb and second finger like a vise prying my jaw open.
I hear the shower stop. Ok this is it, the moment of truth! For my sake I actually hope this man has a really small penis. I know size doesn't matter but today it really does and I am hoping for small or at most average.
Though my experience tells me a 6.6" tall man in good shape about 240lbs (ok....and he is black) is not going to have a small or even average penis. I am not being presumptuous here....I am speaking from experience.
In he walks and he is not shy in the least bit, he didn't even retune with the fluffy white towel around him. There is was and if I could open my mouth my jaw would have hit the floor.
Why today? I ask myself. Why?...I am now truly convinced there is a greater being and I am the receiver of their practical jokes.
All I can say is, in three years of working as an sp this was the biggest, thickest penis I had ever seen and it wasn't even erect yet.
I did push forward, persevered and got the job done.
After that day it took another three weeks before I could work again.
