Yesterday was my first day back from vacation. (And moving and visiting with my sister and brother in law.)
It was pretty much the same as when I left.
We had a couple new faces. Which is good. Higher census means more money and more staff and the other good things that go along with more money.
No one passed away. Also good. I hate coming back from days off and finding out Mr. So and So died.
Staff drama hasn't changed. The shift wars and department wars are alive and well. People who should be working as a team can't get along. You know, the usual.
It would have been nice if all the things I didn't like had changed for my benefit while I was gone, but no such luck. Nothing really awful happened either, so I guess I can't complain.
I have noticed, however, that my coworkers are already trying to see if they can set my hair on fire. I guess they want to know how long the vacation afterglow is going to last. I think I'm going to see how long I can keep from getting involved in their dramas. That would be some different stuff for a different day.
Monday, May 31, 2010
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Finally, back online.
Jeez. Sorry for the ridiculous delay. I'm back online. Permanently, as long as I pay the cable bill. :) Give me a couple days. I've been on vacation from work, but we've moved residences and I'm up to my ears in stress.
Here's a funny conversation I had before going on vacation.
Mrs. A is a bossy lady. She's ex-military and she used to work in a Nursing Center. Nothing gets by her. She's also mean as snot and that means she's one of my favorites.
Mrs. A: Well, your hair is just in a little ball on the back of your head. It must not be any longer than your shoulders.
Me: Actually, it's pretty long. It's just fine and I don't have a lot of it. Next time I come to work with it down, I'll come and show you. (For the record, this only happens when inservice day falls on my day off.)
Mrs. A: If you come to work with your hair down, I'll send you home.
Guess she told me. :)
Here's a funny conversation I had before going on vacation.
Mrs. A is a bossy lady. She's ex-military and she used to work in a Nursing Center. Nothing gets by her. She's also mean as snot and that means she's one of my favorites.
Mrs. A: Well, your hair is just in a little ball on the back of your head. It must not be any longer than your shoulders.
Me: Actually, it's pretty long. It's just fine and I don't have a lot of it. Next time I come to work with it down, I'll come and show you. (For the record, this only happens when inservice day falls on my day off.)
Mrs. A: If you come to work with your hair down, I'll send you home.
Guess she told me. :)
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