Lorrie Goldstein has an interesting column in the Toronto Sun. It gets a little involved but the gist is a chriopractor had his licence revoked for at least 5 years for having sex with a patient. Sounds fair but the patient happened to be his live in at the time. Here's the problem. Health care workers are prohibited from having a sexual relationship with any patient. No provisions are made for partners, married or not.
The Canadian Dental Protective Association took a look at this and sent out a warning. If you're having normal sexual relations with your partner and you're also doing their dental work you have to give up one or the other. If you want a sex life find someone else to do their molar maintenance.
Now I got to thinking what if this applied across the board. What if it was like this for all of us. What if we couldn't do at home with our mates what we practice at work. A cook couldn't cook at home. Florists couldn't give flowers to their partner. Let's say you're a hairstylist. Get home from work. The love of your life says..."honey can you do something with my hair?". Under those rules...no boffin' if you're quaffin'.
A photographer spends the day snapping shots. At home nothing would develope. If you takes bets for a living you couldn't take one from your mate. No nookie for the bookie. Bankers can't give their honey money. If they did't they'd to wear a cashtity belt.
What about athletes? A pro golfers could play around but not at home. A quarterback could make a pass but not at his wife.
A paper hanger might do a job well hung at work. At home. well hung wouldn't matter. Travel agents and their mates would have to take seperate vacations.
I've been a broadcaster most of my life. Would something like this mean when broadcasters got home they couldn't speak to the spouse? Actually I went through that for about 3 years. Although there was no debating or procreating.
Comics couldn't practice their routines on their bunk mates. The closest thing they'd get to a quicky is a one liner. And it sure would be tough on politicians. They spend the day doing what they do best, get home, and they can't lie to their partners.
I've always figured that the horizontal lambada is something that should never be taken to work - best to keep that separate and rarely, if ever, discussed with co-workers. Then there's my job - I'm an RN and it's guaranteed that I'm gonna deal with an a**hole (figuratively and / or literally) every day. If that's not a deterrent, nothing is!
I would like to meet the idiot that would actually complain about his wife "practicing" on him.
Professional is professional but come on. Who doesn't cross this line????
Somedays, the stupidity of the world just hurts my head.
Wow, when I read the subject line, I thought it had to do with your recent hernia operation! Happy to learn I was mistaken.
King: Here's the sad part. I haven't had the opprotunity to find out since the operation.