I got a new job!

At the hospital I work at I have some days that fly by like the "blur" of a doc running out of the office bolting towards the I.C.U. off to save someones life...OR... It can drag by so slow where watching the grass grow could cause my heart to shift into an arithmic heart mur-mur that a diphibulator would need to be involved to place my life back in order

BUT then i remember that my phone has a camera...and within arms reach of me is an obscene amount of markers, highlighters, and sharpie-pens

I'm sure that when this creative cup was being drawn on i was thinking that rather than being stuck in an office I'd much rather be laying in the warm St George sun...with a little yellow bird standing on me.

( I'm almost positive thats what was going thru my

mind...if you know me you will know this to be true...and if you don't know me, don't you think its a little creepy your reading this?)

One of the Doctors that I work for ha

s an addiction. He drinks Diet Coke like everyone else breaths- Often time going thru 12 or more cans A DAY!!! ( He reminds me of a cute little squrle bouncing around with twitchy eyes looking for a acorn) If i had lung issues i wouldn't want any one else but him.

So thinking one day he will spontaneously cumbust INTO a can of coke...I made him "Dr Coke"... he sits on my Doctors desk (until he runs out and this is the only coke left in the whole hospital)

Ill assume that around Halloween, i

was cramming my mind for some witty and creative cos

tume to wear...when I figured "babe-Ruth" needed a little some'thang-some'thang too...i mean, who doesn't love a great pair of red panties??

Its a bird...Its a plane...Its a chocolate bar with a cape!

Early one morning, the medical assistant that works in my office said i needed to check out MSN.com where there was a video-clip

was about a guy that completely covers his room in post-its..they dance and move like claymation clips. A

aaaaand it was pretty impressive

I was inspired...

and i had a mass supply of post its

While going thru my pictures of "work" stuff...this picture surfaced.

There actually IS an explanation...really...I promise

The short version...my hair was the same color as

her scrub pants

I PROMISE (and I♥ her nonchalant expression...yes, she

knows i'm there)

They used my "raise" that I imagine I deserved to replace the signs i nthe entire hospital...
Directly across from my office is the I.C.U. of the hospital.

It was only right that they give me what my money went towards...

"C" ( the C from ICU...get it??)

I Deserved it (and its a perfect example as to why cameras shouldn't be taken to work with you...just know this is one of MANY pictures)

*Lots of things ill miss as I leave my job for a new one ( like all the amazing down time! not to mention "arts & crafts")

*And lots of things i wont think twice about ( you know who and what you are)

*Bigger and Better things are headed my way!!! ( like a pay check)

Plus... does it count that i'm just moving across the hall???

But from across the hall i will no longer receive BAGS upon BAGS for Swedish fish from drug reps when they come to schmooze the docs, or heart shaped pancakes for breakfast from the lesbian cafeteria workers(okay so they will still probably do that for me) And i know i will definitely miss 3 o'clock snack time... But I'm still only across the hall ... RIGHT??? Right :)