Monday, August 25, 2008

No, I will not come in to work.

My schedule is Tuesday thru Saturday, 6-2. I have worked these days from 6 to 3, so please do not call me at 7 a.m. on monday, asking me to come in because you don't have a med-aid. I will be at work tomorrow, and i will work thru Saturday. I am allowed 48 hours where I do not have to be called names, spit on, hit, slapped, bruised, etc. Perhaps this is a bad attitude, but frankly, it is my day off. And I will not come in.

Friday, August 22, 2008

The New Girl in Town

Even though "Hairspray" makes it sound so glamourous and mysterious, really-being the new girl in town just makes a girl feel ridiculous.

So I got a new J-O-B, and it's KILLING ME! I actually am catching on quite quickly, seeing as though my first day was Monday, and I have finished my third shift, being trained one day as an aide and one day as a med-aid. Today I was by myself working one hall and passing all the upstairs pills. I have been punched in the face (Yeah, that was my first day),slapped, called a slut by a man who was trying to de-pants me while I was showering him, kissed, hugged, and asked if I was the sister of "Mexi-Russ"--- AND today I gave 3 people morphine and methadone! I worked from 6 to 2:30 today with no break. And really, I quite like being busy- I don't mind not having down time because it makes the day go crazy fast. But I would like to not feel so behind all day long. More later. Must buy Gavin Degraw tickets.

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Mem'ry all alone in the moonlight i can smile at the old days. . .

I HATE THAT SONG.

This sounds like fun.

1. As a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember!

2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you. If you don't want to play on your blog, or if you don't have a blog, I'll leave my memory of you in my comments.

3 more and tag! you're it!

I tag Christin, Meg, Elise, Kelly and Jill. I'll write 3 more later. I'm tired and I need a nap.

So many imperfections

The RULES

1. Link the person who tagged you... Jenny
2. Post these rules.
3. Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours.
4. Tag 6 fellow bloggers by linking them.


6 unspectacular quirks. Hmm. I know I annoy the crap out of people, and myself, and I'm thinking very hard about why.

1. I eat disturbingly fast. I think it came from being in grade school. We often would only have 10 minutes to get thru the line and to eat everything before we went outside for recess. Those nuns would rush us, almost like a little Catholic boot camp, leaning over our shoulders, verbally shoving spinach down our throats. I try not to be unruly in restaurants. I try to sit up straight and put my fork down between each bite. But often times I find myself hunched over my plate, trying to scarf down everything I can before the mean Sister Prudence with 6 fingers comes and takes my sandwich away because everyone else is outside. Ok, that can't happen anymore, because I'm 25, and because I believe Sister Prudence is dead.

2. I should have named this one first. I snort when I laugh. Some find it endearing, I find it humiliating. It always happens at horrible times. Like for instance, the other night we went to see "Get Smart", which is one of the funniest shows ever made. Within the first 5 minutes, I am laughing really hard, and it gets really quiet. Then. . . "Snort." Of course, when no one else is laughing, and the whole audience burst into laughter. At me. It happens all the time, at the movies, in the grocery, at restaurants, in church. . . how sad. So please be kind to those who snort. They can't help it, and it's hard enough living with yourself when you make pig sounds.

3. I fall asleep during movies. It doesn't matter if it's 3:00 in the afternoon or at a midnight show. Sit me down in a dark room, give me two minutes, and I'm gone. I slept thru most of "James Bond 007". In the theater. Have you seen that? It's LOUD. I also missed a very important half hour of Pirates of the Carribean II. I know, I put a damper on the fun. I always used to make fun of my Grandma because the minute she would sit down, her chin would drop. I'm 1/3 her age, and I do the same thing.