I Freaking Love Medical Life

Feb 11, 2006 14:03

Out of semi-boredom and just for a laugh down the road, I have been writing down my hilarious and ridiculous hospital experiences. Most of the time my job is pretty mundane: a lot of sitting around, getting paged every hour or so, sometimes free lunch. Within the last month I've had some head-shaking experiences that I would just love to share ( Read more... )

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...the midwest is less shallow. pureevad February 12 2006, 06:17:45 UTC
Ouch. TT... Although true. It took me a long time to get myself pidgin-holed as the "shallow playa"... The funny thing is that is what I wanted my rep to be when I went off to college... a stark contrast to "nice dentist who makes jewelry" as my 8th grade yearbook predicted... Damn bitch ass yearbook editor who I had a crush on... Why did I ever think having a crush on someone was something that if anyone found out it would kill you and everyone would laugh... You can check her out on Facebook now... on my friends list... Courtney J. - Notre Dame

Now when I move again, I get the chance to totally change my persona... Any suggestions?

As for your wondering if at 11 you even liked girls I submit my experience: I have always liked girls. I remember in pre-school wanting to kiss this girl named Lauren and at nap time I would always put my sleeping mat next to her... She liked to punch boys in the crotch and I wanted a piece of that... Of course, my knowledge of what to do if I ever got a chance to kiss her... not there.

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Re: ...the midwest is less shallow. jerichohol18 February 12 2006, 06:35:35 UTC
The high school era of complete fear in calling a girl up or asking her to hang out was what did that. With experience comes confidence, and such, so when you have none of either the slightest glitch can throw your game off...thus you will flip shit when you are 17 and your friend tells her friend that you think she's "cooler than the other side of the pillow."

Here's what you do (I've always wanted to establish this, myself, but will have to wait until I'm away and working in a hospital with nobody I know now): the hardass with the heart of gold. You need to be a general jerk to most people you meet there but kick ass at whatever work you're doing so you can get away with it without upper management complaint. Then, when somebody has a real problem and needs help you show up as the unlikely hero and intrigue the lady-types. The mystery is what will give you the hook.

Yeah, I suppose I did dig the ladies back then, but I don't think boobs even came into the picture until late middle school...maybe high school? Kids these days...

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