Some memories from when I was in school...
1. One day, in our introduction to nursing class, the professor asked us if we had any issues during our first few days of clinical. This guy in my class was really embarassed, but he asked about sexual harrassment. Apparently, he was giving a sponge bath to his female patient, and when it came time for peri care, he put a washcloth in her hands and told her to clean herself. She had full use of her arms and there was no reason for her not to do it. But nooooo, she complained that she was "so very tired" and could he please do it for her? So he does, quickly, and she suddenly starts MOANING, "Oooooh, that feels soooooo gooooooood..." and he just books out of there!
2. In our pathophysiology class, our instructor was going over a quiz on infection with us. He said that we had to be careful what we wrote in our charting, because you never know how it's going to look through someone else's eyes. One student had been writing about the drainage from a very infected wound...and instead of writing purulent, she wrote...well..."p-u-s-s-y" instead. He had her read it out loud. She kept saying "pus" and "eeee" and he kept telling her to read it over again and again. FINALLY after saying it about ten times, she looked down and said, "OH MY GOSH!!!" and cracked up. The instructor thought it was a hoot, and said someone does it every year.
3. When I was doing my psych clinical, I was assigned to a manic depressive man and had to write a paper about him. I interviewed him one day, and he started telling me about this super-religion he was creating - he read about all religions, took all the good parts and scrapped all the bad parts, and made this wonderful non-denominational religion. My instructor was nearby and boy was she mad when she saw me nod my head and agree that it was a wonderful idea he had. That was the day I realized that I could never do psych, LOL!