I have been looking over my blog and wondering what the hell is up. Seems that something is missing still. I think that it has a lot to do with my lack of know what the fuck I am doing here. There are things that I want to do with my blog that I see on others and have no idea how to make that a reality.
For example, I want a picture by my name over there on the right. I want a way to list blogs that I read. I just have no freakin' idea how to make this happen.
Then there is that little write up of me. Do any of you know who the hell Garrison Keilor is? I'm sure most of you know who Dave Berry is. Well, I have noticed that I am not even close to the guys. I am a funny motherfucker but some how lose translation when I type. I get into these airhead rampages then I write about pure shit. I am lame at best. I am not looking for pity from my one loyal reader/commenter
Smoov. Maybe there are some of others that stop by to see what this pathetic fuck has to say today. All I know is that I am not meeting the hype that I had set for myself.
Not sure what to say here. I am just a guy that wants an outlet for what he thinks is life with a bunch of humor. Think Dave Berry and Garrison Keilor. Want to sprinkle things with my intrepretation of MY life and if anybody wants to share that is fine too.
What the hell is that? I did write that my first day here so that will be my excuse for now. I am in the process of thinking of something a bit wittier and maybe something more accurate.
What about that "observations from a rock"? Is that cool or what? I had a different meaning for it when I had written it but now it seems like I like it for other reasons. So that will stay!
Any help on the above whining will be greatky appreciated.
Well, tomorrow it's supposed to snow here. That means that the whole state of Maryland will be shut down through the weekend. I feel bad for the kids that will now have to stay in school well into June. Poor bastards.
The other thing that sucks is that me and the missus were supposed to go up to DC tomorrow to catch the Wilco show at the wonderful
9:30 Club. Not sure what the deal will be with the "weather" that we are supposed to be having tomorrow and into the evening. Like I have said before, these people turn into douche bags here. The stores will be bare tomorrow afternoon and school will be closed early I am sure. Then there will be all of the people getting into accidents because they don't know how to drive in an inch of snow. By no means I am Mr. Snowplow but think I can handle myself in the snow.
Today was treat at work. One of the docs that I work for had a baby about 2 months ago. Needless to say she is still a huge ball of hormones. The bad ones that hate men! She freaked out on me yesterday becaue I had accidentally put the wrong exam paper in the wrong record. "I know that we have had a bad month but you need to get better with this kind of thing", she said to me and my co-worker. First off, what the hell is the WE shit? I have had a great month at work I thought. Sure I have had a few "interactions" with patients that should have gone the other way but life goes on. It never really made me bummed out and affect my work. She is basically a single mother right now. Her husband is from England and he lives across the pond as of now. She has her mother staying with her helping out which is a good thing. She is getting little to no sleep and is a miserable bitch. She seems to wanna take it out on us. I can understand this as I have had a child too. Well, not me personally but I too know about sleepless nights and all that go with it. I don't think that I had once been a dick the next day after a 3 hour night of sleep. Maybe a few times I was but that can be just the way I am sometimes.
Then today she freaked out on me when her first patient of the day of 30 minutes late. The late patient had 3 other appointments for her kids. So she was basically now 30 minutes behind off the bat today. I went to tell her they were here and wondered if she could fit them all in. She graciously accepted. Before I could do what I had to do with the late family I had other patients I had to tend to. My co-worker who is an opt tech and knows a buttload more about glasses wasn't there. I was alone. She came up to me wiggin' out about me getting her a record so she could start seeing patients. I explained to her in a not so professional tone that I would hook her up as soon as I was done dealing with the others.
I felt used! Life will be fine, I know, but what the fuck? I am not sure how much I can handle. It's weird. I am just glad that I can sit up front and do what I do and talk sports with my co-worker. Brings sanity to my life I guess.
One last tid bit before I go insane tonight. We had a "all hands" training today. We had to fill out a work climate questionaire. It was a joke. The place sucks and there is nothing they can do to fix it. When we had done this I had heard the word BLOG. My ears perked up. It was the commanding officer (CO) talking about this new craze of blogging. He was at a table of all the high ranking people in the chain of command. Me having no military bearing interupted the CO and told him that I was an avid "blogger". The whole table looked at me like I was an asshole for stopping the CO from telling his spin on pop culture that they were blind to. Then he started to ask me questions and I answered to the best of me abilities and fielded a few from the stuffy upper echelon of work. I never really understood why people freak out when these high ranking people come by or talk with them. I have been "hidden" while admirals come in for an exam. What the shit is that? I have also been "hidden" and come out to actually see the person I was "hidden" from. I remember bringing him into the room to do the usual work up stuff. As i had gone into this room I passed one of my doctors and was given a look. That brought a huge shit eating grin to my mug. Turned out the admiral (which are the gods in navyland) was Polish as I am. He noticed and we chatted a few words of it and had a good chuckle. In my way out I had said something stupid like "Polish Nation!". The doc looked at me like I had just done the worst thing in the world. Smile was ear to ear. These people put their pants on one leg at a time.
I am out of here. I am brewing a killer headache and I need sleep. I have no life. Plus, I think Mythbusters is on.