Noticing John's perplexed look, the receptionist spread her hands and said, "Come on, handsome, don't look at me like that. I'm just following the standard registration process."
John couldn't help but retort, "Standard registration includes measuring penis size?"
This was a first for John, having never encountered a situation where such measurements were required.
Even in the most awkward police station encounters, such details were never asked.
The receptionist blinked and insisted, "Of course, we need to register that. How else are we supposed to tailor equipment for you without knowing your body?"
John found himself momentarily at a loss for words.
Eventually, under the receptionist's insistent prompting, John capitulated and filled out all the required information.
The receptionist, pushing up her glasses, looked eagerly at John's information.
