The tale of Lumpy the Pumpkin and the Sisters FREAK.
Oh, it's been a while, kids. Did you miss me? I only seem to write these days when I'm stuck at work or some shit. Remember back when I was in school and I'd write like 5 times somedays? I miss those days. A lot. As opposed to now, where I'm sitting in the back corner of the nurses' station trying to kill the time until 0300. I'm pulling a 12hr and what is my reward? Getting stuck with Jeanne for the last four hours of it. Can I just mention how thrilled I am about that? I saw that this afternoon and thought "You know, I'm so angry with Megan and Nancy, maybe that shit with Jeanne will seem stupid by now. Maybe it'll be ok, I mean, at least it's not one of those other two." The first thing out of her mouth was bitchy. Don't know why it even crossed my mind that she'd changed. She's been a total cunt for almost three years, can't see why she'd stop now. I can tell you one thing: If she "shhhhhhh"s me so much as once tonight, she has no idea what I will be forcerd to do. No violence, no nasty words. I'm sneaky. And bitchy. And I really, really hate being shhhhh-shed.
They're doing the floors again here. They have been for three days. Really rather inconvenient, I must say. But the boys are nice enough about it. And they don't particuluarly like being here this late either. Night shift really is stupid. I can't believe how bored I get. Around 0130-0200 I'll be so bored that it'll be a struggle to keep my eyes open. That's why I'm making this such a long entry about nothing (except me whining). I'm savong my 0030 meds til closer to 0100 to pass time. Once that's done, it'll only be like 0015. It's such a easy pass, it's sickening.
I did care on B wing earlier from 1500-2245. I miss it. B is my new home. I like it better. I like all the wounds and meds and stuff down here on C. But I can't stand being near Nancy, Megan, or Jeanne. I much prefer A or B. I will say that the C wing 3-11 LNAs are the best damn workers in the building. If you ever meet one, worship them. If you ever happen to meet Jeanne, tell her she's a total cunt and no one likes her. And also that "shhhhh" grown adults who are having a converstation is really rude and irritating.
I had two very nice rides on Clocker in the past two days. Well, Wednesday's was better than today's. I got on and off twice on Wednesday just for the practice of it, and walked around a little. Today I wasn't on as long, but I was really short for time. I bought I new, softer bit cause I wasn't sure about his old one. He chomped on it so much that I couldn't tell if her was bored or if it was hurting his mouth. I think he's responding better to the new one. He still chomps it constantly, but he stops easier. I guess the kind I got is more like what racehorses wear at the track, so it must just be more familiar. Either way, it went really really well. I was expecting more goofiness out of him. I haven't done any riding to speak of in ages, so I really thought he'd send me flying once my foot hit the stirrup! That horse just loves to prove people wrong. Hossman used to tell me the Clocker was a good horse for me. I always told him he was wrong. Cause Clocker is just a good horse period. Don't you forget it. I only keep this job to keep Clocker. Otherwise I'd be long gone, and not have to put up with these cunts. But, no matter how bad it gets with the above mentioned bitches here, I can always keep myself from going off the deep end on them, cause I've got Clocker. And what do they have? Jeanne has a dog that doesn't even like her. Megan's desperately trying to lose weight and screw every guy in the Greater Burlington area to prove to herself that she's skinny enough. And Nancy? She's a flat out pill popping freak. Skecthiest nurse EVER. I am so scared of working with her. I will not have my fucking future and, more importatntly, my ability to take care of my pony, on the line cause she wants her next fix out of my narc drawer. Sorry, psycho. Drag your 40 year old, bittertly divorced, midlife crisis, stoner, drunken, crazy, pill filled self away from me, k? Thx.
Haha. Should I tell you what I really think?
They're doing the floors again here. They have been for three days. Really rather inconvenient, I must say. But the boys are nice enough about it. And they don't particuluarly like being here this late either. Night shift really is stupid. I can't believe how bored I get. Around 0130-0200 I'll be so bored that it'll be a struggle to keep my eyes open. That's why I'm making this such a long entry about nothing (except me whining). I'm savong my 0030 meds til closer to 0100 to pass time. Once that's done, it'll only be like 0015. It's such a easy pass, it's sickening.
I did care on B wing earlier from 1500-2245. I miss it. B is my new home. I like it better. I like all the wounds and meds and stuff down here on C. But I can't stand being near Nancy, Megan, or Jeanne. I much prefer A or B. I will say that the C wing 3-11 LNAs are the best damn workers in the building. If you ever meet one, worship them. If you ever happen to meet Jeanne, tell her she's a total cunt and no one likes her. And also that "shhhhh" grown adults who are having a converstation is really rude and irritating.
I had two very nice rides on Clocker in the past two days. Well, Wednesday's was better than today's. I got on and off twice on Wednesday just for the practice of it, and walked around a little. Today I wasn't on as long, but I was really short for time. I bought I new, softer bit cause I wasn't sure about his old one. He chomped on it so much that I couldn't tell if her was bored or if it was hurting his mouth. I think he's responding better to the new one. He still chomps it constantly, but he stops easier. I guess the kind I got is more like what racehorses wear at the track, so it must just be more familiar. Either way, it went really really well. I was expecting more goofiness out of him. I haven't done any riding to speak of in ages, so I really thought he'd send me flying once my foot hit the stirrup! That horse just loves to prove people wrong. Hossman used to tell me the Clocker was a good horse for me. I always told him he was wrong. Cause Clocker is just a good horse period. Don't you forget it. I only keep this job to keep Clocker. Otherwise I'd be long gone, and not have to put up with these cunts. But, no matter how bad it gets with the above mentioned bitches here, I can always keep myself from going off the deep end on them, cause I've got Clocker. And what do they have? Jeanne has a dog that doesn't even like her. Megan's desperately trying to lose weight and screw every guy in the Greater Burlington area to prove to herself that she's skinny enough. And Nancy? She's a flat out pill popping freak. Skecthiest nurse EVER. I am so scared of working with her. I will not have my fucking future and, more importatntly, my ability to take care of my pony, on the line cause she wants her next fix out of my narc drawer. Sorry, psycho. Drag your 40 year old, bittertly divorced, midlife crisis, stoner, drunken, crazy, pill filled self away from me, k? Thx.
Haha. Should I tell you what I really think?