He nicked The Ureter

In the realm of gyn surgery, The Ureter takes on almost mystical significance: Muscular tube just 3 millimeters in diameter! Propels urine from kidney to bladder! Runs precariously close to the uterus! The Ureter can easily be nicked by an overzealous surgeon during procedures such as hysterectomy.

I can't think of a single intraabdominally-approached gyn surgery in which an attending did not pointedly remark, "Look, [insert medical student's name], there's The Ureter".

Enter Dr. Austin Powers, International Man of Self-Aggrandisement. All pimped out in wool crepe trousers decked with sky blue pinstripes matching the precise hue of his Egyptian cotton shirt. Pimp Daddy. Pimpmeister. Pimp-o-rama-ain't-no-drama-wit'-yo'-mama. But I digress.

Long story short: he nicked The Ureter. No one said a word. If a resident or an intern had committed this folly, there would have been sharp reprimand and serious retribution. Instead, a SWAT team of urologists descended upon the OR and everyone donned lead-lined vests for the fluoroscopy-guided repair.

There was no further mention of the incident with The Ureter. His lecture on female pelvic anatomy was subsequently cancelled. Rather fortunate for me, as I would most likely have succumbed to my irrepressible urge to display this: