Of all the days....
not to bring a book or a project with me...
I was on my way to office A this morning, when my co-irker texted me and said she was ill, so I turned around and drove to office B.
I get to office B, and upon asking for a copy of the schedule, so I could prep, I was told that the attending's wife had their baby this weekend, and that all patients were rescheduled.
I now have nothing here to do, save for flip through 3 year old Reader's Digest. I do have 8 tons of other things that I'd like to be doing - including a work related task, but since I don't have the Master with me, I can't work on that (practice manager is too cheap to shell out for Photoshop, yet we're expected to prep images for publication and presentation...it's a good thing that all the photographers are really photographers and have their own copies.)
*shrugs* Looks like a day of surfing and Shockwave Photohunt today...and I'm deinitely leaving early to beat traffic.
On a happier note, my darling husband bought me tiny pickles in individual servings for lunch this week (and a CD, which made my double length drive this morning bearable). I'm absolutely delighted, and waiting for lunchtime.
I was on my way to office A this morning, when my co-irker texted me and said she was ill, so I turned around and drove to office B.
I get to office B, and upon asking for a copy of the schedule, so I could prep, I was told that the attending's wife had their baby this weekend, and that all patients were rescheduled.
I now have nothing here to do, save for flip through 3 year old Reader's Digest. I do have 8 tons of other things that I'd like to be doing - including a work related task, but since I don't have the Master with me, I can't work on that (practice manager is too cheap to shell out for Photoshop, yet we're expected to prep images for publication and presentation...it's a good thing that all the photographers are really photographers and have their own copies.)
*shrugs* Looks like a day of surfing and Shockwave Photohunt today...and I'm deinitely leaving early to beat traffic.
On a happier note, my darling husband bought me tiny pickles in individual servings for lunch this week (and a CD, which made my double length drive this morning bearable). I'm absolutely delighted, and waiting for lunchtime.