Ranting & Raving At Work

If your unemployed, lazy, good for nothing friends take you car, only to break it... Perhaps you should stop giving it to them. If you chose to take a nap, socialize on the phone, goof off on the internet, or call in late, sick, or with a dead car... Don't expect to still have a job. You were taken out of a brainless low paying job at McDonalds to a brainless higher paying job at this practice. Don't screw it up unless you really miss flipping burgers!

If you have been employed with the company for 2 years & still have no idea how to do the basics of your job, stop following me around. While I have been in the field longer, you have been in this office longer. You should know what your job requirements are & how to do them. Don't rely on the new employee to teach you everything. Basic skill to learn: blood pressures. How did you land this job without knowing how to do that. A more important question would be- How do you expect to get that job in the cardiac unit without mastering that skill?

If you're 50-something years old & bitter because you have no money, tough shit! Don't hate me because I actually have some money to my name. If your husband really makes $200/hour as a trades man, why do you work here? Oh yeah, because you chose to live outside you means. This is better know as "stupidity", sadly, I can't fix that for you. To add to you financial pain, your kid is off to college & you don't know how to pay for it. Maybe that was something you should have thought of before you popped that little bastard out 18 years ago. I don't even have kids & know they cost too damn much! People, you need to think of these thing before you breed! I can't seem to stress that enough.

I understand the drama that comes with being a single mother, but you can't tell me that there's not a sole on this planet that wouldn't be able to watch your kids, so that they're not running rampant through your place of employment for 8 hours. Find a babysitter damn it & stop any further attempts at breeding.

Let's see, you adopted a little Asian baby, took 6 months maternity leave & think that it makes you a leading expert on parenting. Get over yourself! I think there was a good reason you can't biologically breed. You've got no right to judge my parents for having me young. Unlike you, by 37 they were done raising kids, instead of beginning the process. Your kid will be changing your diapers before going to school for the day.

Can't make it to work on time because of your kid, so you get full time status changed from 40 hours to 35 hours. Good job screwing the rest of us so we still can't get overtime until we hit 40+ hours. Even better because your nose is so far up a supervisors butt the rest of us get in trouble for going over 35 hours.

I'm sorry to see that those smart enough to graduate medical school are to stupid too operate a laptop. Stop touching the buttons before I need to add "computer tech" to my title & demand a pay raise. While we're at it, stop asking for things that don't exist. I'm not a magical fairy who can make them exist for you, either. Stop rejecting reality & substituting your own.

Speaking of medical school, I believe they teach you about right sides & left sides. Check up on that before remove something from a patient that wasn't meant to be removed. Malpractice insurance only covers a certain amount.

Let's discuss malpractice. The also comes into play when you refuse to see a patient, who happens to be a emergency that hasn't stopped bleeding from surgery, because they normally don't see you. Now I see why people don't respect those in health care, because I sure don't respect you. I'm sure you feel the Hippocratic Oath was a bunch of suggestions, rather than guidelines. Who really need all those silly ethics? Certainly not you, doctor.

Drug reps. Ok, you're not technically my co-workers, but I see enough of you people. My God, you're the health care equivalent of used car salesmen! You have no clue about anything related to your jobs, including the drugs you're peddling.

Ok, enough of my ranting... for now.

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Renovation Nation

This weekend, in my infinite wisdom, I decided we should demo the kitchen. Great idea. Mom & Sean were going to come down this way, help us, & then we would all have dinner with Joe's parents at the Big A Grillehouse.

Mom & Sean promptly arrived 1 hour after they were supposed to be here. That's pretty normal for them. In their defense, they did bring bagels for breakfast. I guess that took them an extra hour because the had to get through the lines at Wal-Mart. Once they got here Sean & Joe began to rip out the cabinets. Mom asked where the new ones were. Well, I didn't have them because I can't fit them in or on a Mitsubishi Eclipse. So, after much debate about which Home Depot to go to, we got into separate vehicles & road off to East Stroudsburg. I had Joe's truck loaded with the bigger base cabinets, while mom loaded the Santa Fe down with the majority of the upper cabinets. That was a fun ride back to the house. I don't think I've ever swung a truck that wide around a turn in my life. There wasn't a big chance the cabinets would fall out of the back of the truck, but with my luck... Some of the finer details, such as replacing the stolen sink, will get finished this next weekend. Yes, you read that right, stolen sink. Joe & I had planned to save the sink that was here & just clean it up. It wasn't in bad shape, plus it would save us a few bucks. Well I guess Joe forgot & told Sean we were going to get a new sink. Sean now has our sink for his new outdoor kitchen, while I've got to go to the store to buy a new sink.

Dinner was good. I know there was some question about whether or not the Big A was still open, but since Joe & I live in the area, we know what is still in buisness & what is not. I think there was some confusion since the restraunt moved up the road to a larger, nicer building. When the whole mention of dinner had been brought up, it was the first place that I thought of since I know that everyone else loves a good steak. I was right & now Joe wants to go back there anytime we want to have a nice dinner with friends.

I know that there isn't much to fill everyone in on, but next weekend I should have more to write about. Until then, let me go unload the dishwasher onto the dining room table. Ha Ha

Friday the 13th Birthday, But No Jason Vorhees In Sight

Casey felt I should write about my birthday this past Friday, even though she had planned for me to get drunk and not remember it entirely. Luckily, I was one drink short of that position.

Anyways, Casey made a truck load of snacks for the party. Besides the usual chips, dip, and vegetables, she made two especially good appetizers: Hawaiian meatballs and bacon-wrapped breadsticks.......what a hit they were. Before the party, Casey made sure to give me my gift: an XBox 360. I made sure it was hooked up for "all of us to enjoy" (you'll see the irony of that as you read on). About 7pm was when the first of the guests arrived. Rob and Lauren arrived first, followed immediately by our neighbors across the street Gerry and Roseanne. We just hung out for the most part, and eventually got into playing some XBox (Rob and Lauren had gotten me a boxing game that I was playing at that time). Chris and Jenn came over in the midst of that, and unfortunately Gerry and Roseanne had to return home. My brother Mark and cousin Ross came over soon after their departure, so now there was enough people there for me to make the rounds and be a good host.

After the usual catching up and good conversation, Casey wanted the ice cream cake to be served. In the midst of that, our final guests Ryan and Linda made it. In between the cake and general discussions as I made my way around to everyone, Casey started pressuring me to start drinking the hard drinks she had planned. First she gave me a 3 Wise Men (a shot of Jack Daniels, Johnny Walker, and Jim Bean mixed), which thanks to some egging on from a few friends, I chugged down in one gulp. Good stuff, but it didn't take long for me to feel its effects. Eventually I was served my first Danger Bomb (shot of Jagermeister dropped into a glass of root beer and chugged), which my brother was nice enough to share one with me. Then Ross had one with me later on. After going back and forth with friends, bringing some downstairs to show off the cool things I had down there, I was handed my XBox controller, and forced to play with everyone watching. I attempted to pass the controller off several times, but then requests kept coming for me to play different games. I had more Danger Bombs during this time, although the count of how many is disputed. I figure I had 3 total, but Casey recalls 5. Neither of us can be certain because aside from what I was drinking, she was drinking Mike's Hard Cranberry and Arbor Mist thruought the night.....yeah, you can't trust either one of us.

After the games, most of the guests took off. The only ones who stayed were Ryan and Linda, who are usually the late night people. At this point I was pretty out of it, but still somewhat coherent. The four of us relaxed by watching TV. At some point after midnight, I decided that because it was officially Valentine's Day, I was going to give Casey her gift. It was downstairs, but everyone warned me not to try to make it down the steps. They were right. A few steps from the bottom, I slipped and slid to the bottom, putting the tip of my right foot through the wall. I felt the pain, but it didn't bother me. I came back up to everyone's laughter as they knew what had happened. Still, Casey liked the keychain locket I had gotten her from Coach. It wasn't until around 1:30 AM when Ryan and Linda decided to leave as we were all beginning to fall asleep. They departed, and Casey and I immediately went to bed to sleep off the alcohol. We didn't really get up later that morning until close to noon. That should tell you how great this party was.

All in all, a great party with some great family and friends. Everyone had a good time, I got some cool gifts to keep me busy for a while, and now I have a paid holiday tomorrow, so I'm gonna go and enjoy the rest of my 3-day weekend. The party has died down, but it'll start up again on the next special occassion. That I'm sure of.

Hello Shadow

I slacked off writing last month. I apologize to everyone who fills their free time by reading this. Sorry Mom, Rob, & Lauren.

Last month was just crazy. There was so much going on at my office with all the stupid politics that goes on. I know it happens in every office, but it really was the pits last month. For a week I was doing the job of 2 people, without getting any warning. Each day was a crap shoot. Add to that the drive & the extended office hours being covered by myself, I was exhausted by the end. Of course this week appears to be shaping up in a similar way.

Sunday, we went to Gerry & Roseann's house to watch the big game. All I wanted to see was half time. I was "sober" enough to watch & enjoy it. After that is a bit blurry. I was drinking a strawberry daiquiri that magically never seemed to diminish. Yeah, someone should've warned me that when you do battle with Bicardi, the Bicardi always wins. I had a decent hang-over on Monday (my first!). I'd really like to avoid that feeling again.

I was driving in to work on Monday morning & heard that the groundhog saw his shadow. Just what we all want to hear, more friggin' winter. I suppose it will be spring before we know it, but it just seems so far away right now. I just think it was appropriate that it began snowing on Groundhog Day & hasn't let up since. That snow finally began to accumulate on my way home from work this afternoon. I made it right up to the gates of Pine Ridge, only to be stuck for 45 minutes. It seems that some ding-a-ling caused an accident on the bend of the first hill going up Pine Ridge Drive. Sure enough once I was allowed in the gates with the rest of traffic, I heard the security guy say there was an accident on Kittatinny Drive (my road). I looped around & made it home though.

Here I sit now, trying to figure out how the dog has managed to eat through 3 new collars in less than 1 week.