Anonymous Bitches

I STG I just don’t get some people. Just because I work at a place associated with a hospital DOES NOT mean that I need to go to the HOSPITAL version of Fire Safety training (or rather Fire Saftey training, as it was advertised). No I don’t need to wait for the charge nurse to turn off the oxygen line. I don’t have a charge nurse in my office building. Or an O2 line for that matter.

It’s one thing to teach about general fire safety, how fire doors are meant to work, and all that. It’s even fun to test out the different kinds of fire extinguishers, but why the hell must I sit through the hospital shit? I’m not even allowed to touch patients, by law. I don’t have a medical degree or certification.

Most universities and hospitals have all this online now. Why the FUCK can’t we?

A whole month has gone by without anyone bitchin’, so here I am.

I really don’t have anything to say, or bitch about, but I’m still posting something. Cause damn.

Well, here’s something -

Had lunch with someone I was sort of dating. I really don’t know what the hell we were doing, if you even want to call it dating. Anyway, I told him I didn’t want to see him anymore in that “romantic” way - he insisted on knowing why, so I told him. BTW, this whole break up thing was a long time coming.

There is someone else. It wasn’t planned. It just happened. He knew who it was immediately.

When we parted to go our separate ways for the last time, he leaned in and whispered in my ear, “I hope he goes limp and ‘it’ falls off.”

Classy.

Yep, I made the right decision. Ass wipe.