Modern Day Drifter

After finally getting caught up on Grey's Anatomy over the weekend (thank you Azureus and Isohunt!), there is really only one question worth asking: where do they keep the condoms in the on-call room?  Those beds get more action than some of the seedier love hotels here in Japan.  And while it's possible that the female residents, interns, attendings, nurses and patients (geez Alex, you're really getting around these days) are all on the pill, with the amount of partner-swapping taking place, there is no way that this group of medical professionals is having unprotected sex this frequently.  So they must be using condoms.  But since I can't imagine doctors carrying them around in their scrubs (Julie, do scrubs even have pockets?), they must stash them in the on-call room.  But where?  And how do they all know where to go when it's time to do the deed?  That must be an awkward conversation–'Hey Lexie, it's your turn to buy the rubbers this month you intern scum.  But I still want to do you.'  They must collude on which brand to purchase and where to put them; that's the only explanation I can come up with.  So maybe it's a good thing that the TV writers are on strike now.  They can use the time to figure out exactly how to use the upcoming episodes as public service announcements for the importance of practicing safe sex.  It would only take one shot of each cast member, maybe one per episode, reaching for the secret stash and pulling out a Trojan.  Trojan could even sponsor the show and provide some extra revenue to help meet the writers' demands.  No one loses.  Except for McDreamy.  But he should be used to that by now.