Monday, July 7, 2008

Discombobulation of Random Somethings.

Let me apologize prematurely for the following incoherent babble.

I'm pissed.

It's as plain and simple as that.

Combined with the fact that I'm tired

and right in the middle of a grueling 7 day work week,

I would have to admit that I'm a bit cranky.

Which may explain why I would like to rip my BIL's

head off his shoulders and spit down his throat.

He has returned from vacation and has informed us that

he doesn't want his dog back.

And he just automatically expects us to either keep him,

or find him a new place to live.

My ire almost leaves me speechless.

I mean sure, we were sort of considering keeping the dog anyway,

but to have him come back home and just expect us to keep the dog....

Well, it just pisses me off.

Oh I guess I should remind you all how massive Apollo is.

Here is a picture of him and Javie dog side by side.

See the size difference?

Now on to the second rant:

Where I work, we are considered a "teaching hospital".

Well, it is my month to instruct the Pathology Residents.

Please keep in mind that these people have already completed med school

and are now doing residency, therefore, they should be reasonably intelligent.

We have two path residents this month, and both are of Middle Eastern decent.

One is Egyptian, and the other is Saudi Arabian.

So, I have to give a bit a leniency for the language barrier.

Yes, they do speak English, and they do understand it, but

I don't always understand the English they speak.

Anyway, I was trying to explain to them how we set things up.

They have 5 unknown samples that they will have to identify the

microorganisms spiked into them.

They only have a week to do this, so today we were setting up their unknowns.

I explained how to set up a particular sample twice.

They were shifting plates around and obviously

only listening to every third word I said.

With a very confused look on their faces, they asked again how to set the culture up.

I lost my patience.

I raised my voice just slightly, and with severe agitation I said,

"For the THIRD TIME, you set the culture up THIS WAY.

It would really make it much easier if you would listen to me,

because you are wasting both your time and mine if you aren't going to pay attention."

They looked at me as if I were a three headed monster about to swoop

down out of the clouds and devour them.

When they left for the day,

they told me that they would be back tomorrow

with their listening ears on.

Instead of laughing at their rude attempt of a joke,

I simply gave them my most serious look and said,

"I need you to come in here EVERY DAY

with your listening ears on."

They solemnly walked out of the lab with

thier lab coat tails tucked between their legs.

I'm sure they were muttering certain obscenities

in a different language under their breath.

But they should feel lucky, because,

at least there isn't a full moon tonight.

So, I won't be turning into the werewolf and eating their souls after all!

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Gig said...

Hey, I am first!! Yippee!!!

I really needed a good chuckle today and you helped. Your BIL is a jerk for doing things this way, I know that you will make the best decision.

I love what you said to the "students" at work, I can picture you doing this.

I tell the kids all the time they need their listening ears on, thank god they don't know any foreign lanuguages, lol.

xoxo, gig

BTW, I really enjoyed our talk the other day, it was too short though. Next time you must sing for me...

just bob said...

Hi Cecile... keep up your spirits and the 7 days will be over with soon. Don't worry about the two students, sometimes people need to be shaken not stirred.

Cecile said...

glad I could be of assistance with the chuckle. Yes, we need to make our phone conversation longer. Let's wait until Thursday,Friday or Saturday evening though. And I'll sing till your hearts content.

I'm trying to keep my spirits up. I'm just tired. I suppose if I would get to bed before 11 each night it would help, but there is so much I want to do here at home. I like to swim after dark because the sun doesn't bear down on me then, and I don't tolerate the sun well. And no, I'm not that worried about the students, they got what they deserved.

Anonymous said...

Hey Honeybunch!

Yep - agreed that your BIL is a moron for doing that, but did you expect anything less of him? It's always the realisation when it comes true though, isn't it? I'm sure you'll know what to do for the best.
As for the students - I know perfectly well about students not listening to everything I say - sometimes they just need a good kick up the ass....usually helps - just go kick butt, honeybunch!

Good luck!!!
Peter xx

Kookaburra said...

dis/com/bob/u/la/tion - what a grouse word.

From your post you were a LOT cranky :(

Your BIL has no right to presume that you will take responsibility for his dog (mistake). How dare he / him!

I bet the students paid attention the next day!

Focus on one day at a time - not the whole week.

I know the weather is awful there -you're like a cat on a hot tin roof.

Luckily we don't have long twilights down under. It's real brass monkey weather now though.

If it helps, just tell any one that annoys you to go and take a flying @#$&*!

You'll much better :) It works for me :)

Kookaburra said...

re your "students" at work not understanding what you say.
I bet if you handed them each a ten dollar bill that they would understand!

bindhiya said...

Dear Cece,
what to say about your BIL...some people so bad like that, but you expect this behaviour from him, no?
anyway that poor dog is in good hands now.
about the students...they got what they deserve...
Hope you having a good day!
love and ((hugs))

Anonymous said...

Hey Cecile!

I think you handled it perfectly! I would have bitched everyone out, tore off their heads, and told them to suck it too!! I'm not as nice as some of these other bloggers...I understand that feeling of complete and utter "I'm gonna blow any second!" I get it a lot. Just ask The Hubby.

Tomorrow is always another day though. You can be a Saint after you're done damning everyone to hell.

Queen Goob said...

Yeah, I feel your pain with the dog. Yes, I'd keep him (he looks awesome) but don't just throw it at me like that - I'd be pissed for both me AND the dog. Sounds like he wasn't being taken care of anyway.

And I giggled out loud when I saw the picture of the "three-headed monster", very funny!