Apr 17, 2006 23:34
I cant believe how much fucking homework i have to do, and how much fucking homework i dont want to do.... in a way that just balances itself out.
Incident at work:
"Family Pet Animal Hospital, This is Shann, how may I help you?"
" My husband was walking my dog, and he got bit by another dog."
"Whats your dogs name?"
"Charlie Kramer"
"Where did he get bit?"
"In his leg, does he need a shot or something?"
"Generally, no, we don't give shots after bite wounds unless its bad and they are in alot of pain, then we give em pain meds. Usually we just stich them up. How soon could you bring him in?"
"Soon, my husband is on his way"
"Ok, I will get your chart ready and put it at the front desk"
"Thank you."
Half an hour later, the husband comes in and we politely turn him away, as HIS leg is bleeding.
Jim (my boss) later says to me, "That couple is ALWAYS drunk".