Like most Midwestern towns full of geriatrics, the major field of employment in Duluth is medicine. And as such, you constantly see doctors and nurses on the streets, in the stores, and everywhere else around here. The following is a list of gross things I've seen people doing in their scrubs.

- Drinking and smoking in dive bars. Seriously, nothing instills confidence in the medical industry more than the sight of a plastered nurse stumbling out of the women's toilets at the Round-Up and blazing up a cancer stick, in full scrubs complete with a stethoscope around her neck.

- Wrestling in the yard with a dog. But then again, their mouths are cleaner than yours. And dog-yards are practically sterile.

- Jogging to work. My neighbor is big on this one. He puts on his scrubs and his running shoes and sprints down the street to St. Mary's, which is a little more than half a mile away. You'll see him chugging away down Fourth Street, panting like a labrador, and completely bathed in clean, clean sweat, the hems of his scrubs rimmed in Fourth Street crust.

All of that said, I think if I were a nurse, I'd go for those pastel scrubs with unicorns and rainbows all over them. Oh, and some neon yellow Crocs to go along with it. [WTF is WITH that?]