WARNING: RANT TO FOLLOW!!!!
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!
+ +
I'm sure many of you remember when I first posted this picture. He was so filthy. He was covered with ticks and fleas, and had massive mattes of fur hanging loose. Plus, he was super skinny.
This is what he looks like now. I took him to the groomer and we took care of the matting hair, and the fleas and ticks. And he is looking much better now. He seems very happy here.
Although Javie dog is jealous, I think she is happy to have Apollo around. She is my shadow dog. I have had Javie since she was 5 weeks old. I have always been her "protector" from the kids. She greets me at the door every evening when I come home from work. She will follow me and snort at me until I sit down and pet her. She gets very verbal if I don't acknowledge her. She is such a princess.
The lighting in the L.R. cast an eerie effect to this picture of Apollo and the boys. The boys love him and it seems Apollo loves them back, although I don't see how. He is always trying to nuzzle and lick them.
