At one time a certain woman was wearing a rough blanket. I am sitting in a mandatory training at the hospital where I work. Lawyers in dark suits and ties are talking us through handouts, lists of things we cannot do for fear of being sued. We are not to touch coworkers on the head, above the elbow or below the knee. I try to imagine how this could be done.
Hugs are out.
Too easy to misinterpret. We're talking grief here. Next, lists of dangerous gifts. I get a little nervous. Those tights that didn't fit, I gave to another lady doctor.