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Originally Posted by West Ender
I had the tests done a few months ago, I was asked to partake and I assume it's going by name, age, post code etc. It was a case of a card with windows for samples, wooden spatulas and 6 samples to be sent off.
Inevitably it led to hilarious uproar in our house. I told Laura (aged 8) what it was all about and she mused about sending the samples back in the same post as a birthday card. What if you got the envelopes mixed up and the lab got a birthday card and your relative/friend/whatever got a card with 6 samples of poo? Laura chortled 'til tears ran down her cheeks and, I must say, I laughed a lot, too. 
Anyway, I got the results back within a week to say I was clear.  |
Yes, that's a thought.....just think, someone's got to open all these samples.
I'm glad I don't work in the post room where these things are received.
There's always someone with a worse job than yours, isn't there?
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