odd ducks all in a row

May 13, 2010 14:34

Work D has become increasingly less interesting to me. He's nice enough, but I get the feeling that he's judging me behind those insane blue eyes of his. As I mentioned previously, he's uber Christian. At work, this translates into reading Christian literature and, on occasion, his Bible instead of doing anything work-related, and changing the radio station to Christian rock. Nothing against Christians, but I, personally, do not find this appropriate at work. If we were a Christian-run facility, that might be another thing. As it is, however, he has no idea what religious preference, if any, our patients have, knows that most of his co-workers aren't Christian, the radio station is one of those things that need to be determined by majority rule, and (my biggest complaint) he should be working. He strikes me as an inherently lazy person who is used to getting by on looks alone. Also, it's rude to stare disapprovingly at my Pillsbury Dough Boy stomach while we're having a conversation.

Special K is definitely gone. S moved up, and I took the now-unoccupied locker. Not a big deal afterall, even if it is hard to get in and out of it because it's the corner-most space on the bottom.

Speaking of lockers... Why the bloody hell do people have, and fiercely guard, lockers that they don't even use?? D, L, E, and both Cs leave their things (jackets, lunches, books, purses, etc.) on the table and counter and in the kitchen chairs. I opened several of their lockers to discover naught but a few slices of outdated paperwork and maybe a pack of gum or granola bar. Seriously. If you don't use it, you don't need it, and therefore I get a better one. Right? Right.

Getting pretty good at drawing little kids.
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