After the first shower room experience I learnt that it
was often a prank played on ones fellow colleagues. Not that it happen
often or every time one got a shower.
The first time I saw it being perpetrated on some one else was when it happen to the female doctor in the practice. She was around my age early thirties. This episode wasn't the first time it had happened to her and I'm pretty sure it wasn't the second.
I was in my office when the young receptionist walked past my door carrying a bundle of clothing. She deposited them in the kitchen. Then left heading for the reception area. I finished what I was doing and went to look. I could tell they where the female doctors clothes. As I left the kitchen I heard the shower room door open and within a few seconds the doctor was stood there naked.
"Do you know where he's put my clothes" she asked reference to the younger make doctor in the practice.
I was about to say where when the young doctor appeared from his office. Well he whistled long and very loud which meant that the other male doctor, the female physiotherapist and OT along with my other nursing colleague all end up in the corridor and the female doctor turned into the wall bottom on show.
The male doctor said she should go and looking for herself and with that she turned around and flashed the lot at him. She was rather sweet on him. She is now married and they have delightful children. She wondered down to the kitchen saw the clothes and turned to me asking that I carried them for her because she was still dripping wet.
A year or so later. I caught the young male doctor having a shower. Having learned the secret of the opening of lock doors I quickly removed his clothes and hid them.
When he came out of the shower to find them gone he wasn't best please. He could dish it out but not take it. The girls thought it was great him stood in the corridor trying to cover his little man and getting crosser and crosser as he searched high and low for his clothes. Which my the way had be put inside the clinical waste chute. It took him a good ten minutes to think of it and in the mean time we girls saw his lovely cute tush and little man on a few occasions.
The practice manager said that they'd be hell to pay when he found out who did it or we'd all cop for it. For months afterwards he played little practical jokes on me like turning my desk up side down, sticking my various pieces of equipment to my dressings table with supper glue, and filling my shoes with jelly.
Eventually he seemed to give up and life returned to normal.
My second time of experience the shower room magic act was when I'd been there just on three years. It was my parents ruby wedding anniversary. We'd arranged a special meal for them and stay at one of our local posh hotels. I was due to meeting them there as my work place was between it and home on the opposite side of the moors. So it was stupid for me to drive home in a rush, turn round and drive back in a rush, including getting ready.
In to the shower room I go not a care in the world. I strip off naked and check out the body in the full length mirror. I'd hung my dress nice black evening dress not to long on the back of the door. I stuffed my dirty stuff into my bag. I'd been to the hairdresser on an extended lunch hour so had brought a shower cap. I got my gel and off I want in.
I was in no hurry I had plenty of time and the water was lovely and warm. Just then the shower curtain is pulled back and its the young doctor.
I shriek out of surprise and cover best I could.
"It's took a while but consider yourself paid back" he said and left.
I looked around the shower curtain the door stood open and everything was gone. I finished rinsing the soap of me, switched off and removed the excess water. I then had the task of going looking for my stuff.
I left the shower room dripping wet just as my colleague came into view from her office.
"****** is in the nuddy everyone" she called out and I died as doors opened and son I was stood there mid corridor with the whole team feasting on my nude body.
Requests for my clothes to be return went unanswered and I had to go seeking them. I could find them then the young doctor said he get them for me for a quick flash of the lot.
Well they all got a flash and the young doctor worked to the shower room and the vanity table. he'd stashed my stuff in the pocket behind it. Well the bag with towel and underclothes in. My dress he'd hung out the window - bastard.
The first time I saw it being perpetrated on some one else was when it happen to the female doctor in the practice. She was around my age early thirties. This episode wasn't the first time it had happened to her and I'm pretty sure it wasn't the second.
I was in my office when the young receptionist walked past my door carrying a bundle of clothing. She deposited them in the kitchen. Then left heading for the reception area. I finished what I was doing and went to look. I could tell they where the female doctors clothes. As I left the kitchen I heard the shower room door open and within a few seconds the doctor was stood there naked.
"Do you know where he's put my clothes" she asked reference to the younger make doctor in the practice.
I was about to say where when the young doctor appeared from his office. Well he whistled long and very loud which meant that the other male doctor, the female physiotherapist and OT along with my other nursing colleague all end up in the corridor and the female doctor turned into the wall bottom on show.
The male doctor said she should go and looking for herself and with that she turned around and flashed the lot at him. She was rather sweet on him. She is now married and they have delightful children. She wondered down to the kitchen saw the clothes and turned to me asking that I carried them for her because she was still dripping wet.
A year or so later. I caught the young male doctor having a shower. Having learned the secret of the opening of lock doors I quickly removed his clothes and hid them.
When he came out of the shower to find them gone he wasn't best please. He could dish it out but not take it. The girls thought it was great him stood in the corridor trying to cover his little man and getting crosser and crosser as he searched high and low for his clothes. Which my the way had be put inside the clinical waste chute. It took him a good ten minutes to think of it and in the mean time we girls saw his lovely cute tush and little man on a few occasions.
The practice manager said that they'd be hell to pay when he found out who did it or we'd all cop for it. For months afterwards he played little practical jokes on me like turning my desk up side down, sticking my various pieces of equipment to my dressings table with supper glue, and filling my shoes with jelly.
Eventually he seemed to give up and life returned to normal.
My second time of experience the shower room magic act was when I'd been there just on three years. It was my parents ruby wedding anniversary. We'd arranged a special meal for them and stay at one of our local posh hotels. I was due to meeting them there as my work place was between it and home on the opposite side of the moors. So it was stupid for me to drive home in a rush, turn round and drive back in a rush, including getting ready.
In to the shower room I go not a care in the world. I strip off naked and check out the body in the full length mirror. I'd hung my dress nice black evening dress not to long on the back of the door. I stuffed my dirty stuff into my bag. I'd been to the hairdresser on an extended lunch hour so had brought a shower cap. I got my gel and off I want in.
I was in no hurry I had plenty of time and the water was lovely and warm. Just then the shower curtain is pulled back and its the young doctor.
I shriek out of surprise and cover best I could.
"It's took a while but consider yourself paid back" he said and left.
I looked around the shower curtain the door stood open and everything was gone. I finished rinsing the soap of me, switched off and removed the excess water. I then had the task of going looking for my stuff.
I left the shower room dripping wet just as my colleague came into view from her office.
"****** is in the nuddy everyone" she called out and I died as doors opened and son I was stood there mid corridor with the whole team feasting on my nude body.
Requests for my clothes to be return went unanswered and I had to go seeking them. I could find them then the young doctor said he get them for me for a quick flash of the lot.
Well they all got a flash and the young doctor worked to the shower room and the vanity table. he'd stashed my stuff in the pocket behind it. Well the bag with towel and underclothes in. My dress he'd hung out the window - bastard.
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