I don't know about the rest of you, but I actually pause when someone asks me about my profession. Each and every time I'll wage a cerebral war with myself on the pros/cons of telling this complete stranger about what I do, because 75% of the time the next words will be, "So I have this dog...".

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Like a lobster?

"I was wondering if you could check out this thing on Missy's eyelid, it looks like some sort of crustacean or something similar."

"Wait, it looks like a what?"

"A crustacean. You know, like a scab."