4:02 PM- The day has been long and miserable. I've been blamed of at least 3 different clerical mistakes today, all dealing with people not bringing needed paperwork to the Office. All on the line of "no one told me I needed to bring a referral, how come I never got an appointment and you never scheduled that test for me." I could have easily dodged all the finger wagging but I couldn't give a damn. I just wanted the fucking day to be over. When the last patient walked out I, for the first time in 2 odd years, slammed the door behind her with the least consideration.
4:09 PM Tallies are done, registrar is closed and I'm trying to smile at doc without clenching my teeth too much. Doc grabs the daily paperwork and reminds us not to be late for our Office party tonight. Two weeks ago a party on a Wednesday didn't sound half as bad as it should. Today is just not what any of us want. After a heartfelt, deep sigh, I tell him we will be there (the collective WE that renders me responsible for the rest of the staff not to go stray. Doc had just one last request... could you print Christmas jokes and anecdotes, you know off the internet to keep the conversation going...which means:
- THERE WILL BE PHARMACEUTICAL REPS AT THE PARTY
- DOC WILL INVITE SOMEONE HE WANTS TO IMPRESS WITH THE WIT AND GIFT OF GAB OF HIS FABULOUS STAFF
Right now it doesn't look good. I have the worst PMS fit on the history of the prefix hyster and Lysania is close by (poor things is being trying to close on her new house for 2 days now... I can see the little vein popping on he forehead).
This is an entry interrupted. Will finish it after the party in the mean time AAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHH!
6:20 PM After running off the clock at 5:00 and barely making it through a shower, I struggled not to look like a stuffed turkey in clothes I didn't mean to wear in the first place (damn unexpected chills- don't complain, we are in December) took a picture with a camera that may or may not show up in this blog. Not because I cannot stand myself, but because I have to figure out how to post it.
7:30 Arrived on time (rather spend time at the bar than being fashionably late). Met interesting people at the bar, ordered something girly since I was feeling pretty. Bay Breeze was good, although it might have used a little less Breeze and more Bay.
7:40 All guest arrived, including a very awkward Doc (sorry Boss, no jokes, had no time to download, you are stuck with the "fall on my ass joke") after the first two mojitos, it was all a riot.
Somewhere along the night our very conservative drug rep who hardly ever speaks made a joke with the punchline "and that' s why I have a twelve inch penis" that is when we realized we had reached the pinnacle of class...
It was all followed by a fabulous meal and a gift exchange, wrapping it all up around 11:00. Fortunately or not, there was no dancing, so Doc had no chance to kick off his Sunday shoes. It was a blast, all misery was forgotten though, which is good.
December 21 7:00 am
Dragging myself to work with clear sign of a wine hangover, over all the dinner rated as close to a 10 as it could get, it would have been perfect if we had the day off, but I cannot complain.
Quote... what the heck I'll tell you Doc's joke, so we can suffer it all over again, this time sans Mojito
There is this guy who has a trained parrot he's quite fond off. He shows the bird to a friend and tells him- "go ahead and raise Polly's right leg" The man raises the bird's right leg and Polly says "Good Morning".
"That's cool" - said the friend ( for some reason)
"Now raise Polly's left leg." He does so and the bird says "Good Night"
Eager to see how many more tricks the parrot could do the man asks " What if I raise its two legs at a time"
Polly answers "Aaaarrrrrrkkkkk... What do you think, I'll fall on my ass"
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