I cannot believe how little I've been updating
This is seriously long
I seriously underestimated how spoiled I'd gotten and that working simply one more day a week would exhaust me and cut so much into my time. I spent one of my days off last week cleaning/decluttering and managed to upgrade my status from "Call 'Hoarders'." to merely squalid. Bruce and I were to meet with friends for NYE and I was all psyched to bring snacks and foolishly spent time looking at recipes online and ended up downloading like 50 recipes in addition to the snacks thinking "Yes, I will make a nice healthy frittata and freeze it in portions so I can have a healthy thing ready to eat before work." That was the tip of the iceberg. Long story short I have an entire fridge I have to rid of spoiled food I never even got to. I am going to have to bite the bullet and make several phone calls I really really don't want to make tomorrow. One to the HR people at the old owners of the hospital to say "Seriously, give me my fucking last paycheck for real." That is a story too long to get into. I was also supposed to go to Bruce's and do laundry on Saturday and I overslept until 3 and called him and said "I just realized I need to fold two bins of clean laundry before I can even put the mountain of dirty laundry in them before I come over." That took like 2 hours. And I decided to change the sheets, blah blah, I think there was a nap at some point. Before all this I'd gone to Jack in the Box for lunch and a country song played and one of the lines was "my bedroom is drowning in 14 inches of laundry..." and I almost choked with laughter. It happens.
My icon is honor of a specific...customer? How do you describe someone not a patient in your hospital? Anyway this woman was visiting a patient while I was doing the med cart exchanges and had requested some applesauce for them which the cafeteria provides in those little cups but they forgot the spoon and the floor was scrambling to find one and she very good-naturedly said "Pretty hard to feed someone applesauce without a spoon!" And here's where it goes horribly awry: I forget not everyone is glued to the internet 25 hours a day and might not be up on the corny inside jokes and there's this one on tumb1r where if someone says like "Well it's not like I can grow wings and fly there!" someone will respond with "Well not with THAT attitude!" So of course like an idiot I say that in the most jovial, obviously joking way possible. I may even have winked. I few seconds I look up from what I'm doing and this woman is glaring at me like I just called her a cunt. "What did you say to me?!" Me: "Uh, never mind, I was making a joke." Her: "Well if you want to make me laugh you need to say something funny." and proceeded to make these passive/aggressive remarks like she can't BELIEVE how rude people are and how people have no respect these days to the clerk (who politely murmured "Oh I agree ma'am.") and I'm just like "JESUS FUCKING CHRIST" in my head while trying to complete my task in a panic as quickly as possible. Man, talk about reading someone wrong!
So new boss Gary was technically one of those contract people who goes around being an interim boss while places are getting their shit together and he'll be leaving soon. (Sucks. He was a no bullshit guy and could tell who was pulling their weight and who wasn't and made it topics at meetings. I loved him calling people out on their bullshit, even when it was me a couple times. Very tough but fair.) Anyways we're slowly getting used to New Boss Sheila. She seems a little milquetoast and slightly ditzy so I'm not sure how this is going to work out. I was making a concoction of Vancomycin (anti-biotic) and sterile water and she said "What are you making?" I replied "Enema." and she went "Ew!" Is someone squeamish at an enema qualified to work in a hospital? (She's like my age so it's not like it's her first job or something.) Anyway she won me over because she pointed to my One Direction desktop on the computer and said "Oh who is that?" and I said "It's a band called One Direction." and she smugly said "I know. Do you know them?" The very idea! I said "No but I know these guys... [points to Big Time Rush poster - yes I have marked my territory]...I've met them several times and they're super nice!" and she falters..."I don't know them? I know One Direction but don't know them." I explained they had a show on Nickelodeon but were still a band. It's only just now I realized I should've told her "One Direction were once Big Time Rush's opening act." Nice. I sense a kindred spirit in her. I may ask "Have you seen the One Direction movie?" and if she says "No" will slyly proffer the DVD: "Would you LIKE to?"
I seriously underestimated how spoiled I'd gotten and that working simply one more day a week would exhaust me and cut so much into my time. I spent one of my days off last week cleaning/decluttering and managed to upgrade my status from "Call 'Hoarders'." to merely squalid. Bruce and I were to meet with friends for NYE and I was all psyched to bring snacks and foolishly spent time looking at recipes online and ended up downloading like 50 recipes in addition to the snacks thinking "Yes, I will make a nice healthy frittata and freeze it in portions so I can have a healthy thing ready to eat before work." That was the tip of the iceberg. Long story short I have an entire fridge I have to rid of spoiled food I never even got to. I am going to have to bite the bullet and make several phone calls I really really don't want to make tomorrow. One to the HR people at the old owners of the hospital to say "Seriously, give me my fucking last paycheck for real." That is a story too long to get into. I was also supposed to go to Bruce's and do laundry on Saturday and I overslept until 3 and called him and said "I just realized I need to fold two bins of clean laundry before I can even put the mountain of dirty laundry in them before I come over." That took like 2 hours. And I decided to change the sheets, blah blah, I think there was a nap at some point. Before all this I'd gone to Jack in the Box for lunch and a country song played and one of the lines was "my bedroom is drowning in 14 inches of laundry..." and I almost choked with laughter. It happens.
My icon is honor of a specific...customer? How do you describe someone not a patient in your hospital? Anyway this woman was visiting a patient while I was doing the med cart exchanges and had requested some applesauce for them which the cafeteria provides in those little cups but they forgot the spoon and the floor was scrambling to find one and she very good-naturedly said "Pretty hard to feed someone applesauce without a spoon!" And here's where it goes horribly awry: I forget not everyone is glued to the internet 25 hours a day and might not be up on the corny inside jokes and there's this one on tumb1r where if someone says like "Well it's not like I can grow wings and fly there!" someone will respond with "Well not with THAT attitude!" So of course like an idiot I say that in the most jovial, obviously joking way possible. I may even have winked. I few seconds I look up from what I'm doing and this woman is glaring at me like I just called her a cunt. "What did you say to me?!" Me: "Uh, never mind, I was making a joke." Her: "Well if you want to make me laugh you need to say something funny." and proceeded to make these passive/aggressive remarks like she can't BELIEVE how rude people are and how people have no respect these days to the clerk (who politely murmured "Oh I agree ma'am.") and I'm just like "JESUS FUCKING CHRIST" in my head while trying to complete my task in a panic as quickly as possible. Man, talk about reading someone wrong!
So new boss Gary was technically one of those contract people who goes around being an interim boss while places are getting their shit together and he'll be leaving soon. (Sucks. He was a no bullshit guy and could tell who was pulling their weight and who wasn't and made it topics at meetings. I loved him calling people out on their bullshit, even when it was me a couple times. Very tough but fair.) Anyways we're slowly getting used to New Boss Sheila. She seems a little milquetoast and slightly ditzy so I'm not sure how this is going to work out. I was making a concoction of Vancomycin (anti-biotic) and sterile water and she said "What are you making?" I replied "Enema." and she went "Ew!" Is someone squeamish at an enema qualified to work in a hospital? (She's like my age so it's not like it's her first job or something.) Anyway she won me over because she pointed to my One Direction desktop on the computer and said "Oh who is that?" and I said "It's a band called One Direction." and she smugly said "I know. Do you know them?" The very idea! I said "No but I know these guys... [points to Big Time Rush poster - yes I have marked my territory]...I've met them several times and they're super nice!" and she falters..."I don't know them? I know One Direction but don't know them." I explained they had a show on Nickelodeon but were still a band. It's only just now I realized I should've told her "One Direction were once Big Time Rush's opening act." Nice. I sense a kindred spirit in her. I may ask "Have you seen the One Direction movie?" and if she says "No" will slyly proffer the DVD: "Would you LIKE to?"