One from yesterday...
DH and I have been TTC for some time now without success, and since I'm now 39 and the clock never stops ticking, we went to the doctor to start seeing about possible medical interventions. I am now due to provide a blood test in a couple of weeks' time, and DH is due to provide a... different... kind of sample whenever convenient.
The doctor handed DH a closely-typed sheet of paper, and said 'Here are the instructions on how to provide the sperm
sample.' We spent the rest of the appointment trying not to catch each other's eye. Really - you need instructions now??
And to top it all off, we stopped for petrol on the way back, and while I was waiting for DH to pay and scanning through his all-important instructions, I put the radio on.
The song that was playing? Love Shack