Quite literally "Too much information", the underwriter told me so.
I used to be an admin monkey in life assurance. One of the perks of the job was to read about other people’s embarrassing medical problems, I read about so many "anal fissures" it stopped being amusing.

Anyhoo, one day we received an application for life assurance from one of the salesmen, this wasn’t unusual as staff members got a discount and it was always interesting to read the juicy details about people you knew as opposed to faceless members of the public.

We knew we were in for a treat when we saw that the salesmen had stapled shut the "medical history" section of the application booklet, and when I say stapled shut, I mean he had used about 20 staples around the edges to seal the pages together.

So out came the staple remover, and by now there was a crowd of co-workers gathered around my desk to see what was so embarrassing that it had to be sealed away from prying eyes with a half ton of steel....

The last staple was removed and the pages were pulled apart and I read aloud to the rabble surrounding me, "I have recently completed a course of antibiotics to treat a throat infection I caught whilst giving my girlfriend oral sex"...

A cry of "ewwww" went up, sandwiches were returned to lunchboxes, a female manager muttered "dirty bitch" and stomped off and an underwriter informed me that it really wasn’t necessary to know the cause of the throat infection.
( Colonel Dracula Two manky hookers and a racist dwarf, Fri 7 Sep 2007, 14:57, Reply)