RE: btp is a terrible babysitter
02-03-2012, 08:11 AM
Thanks for the compliment pip! (pip? Yeah okay)
But I probably would prefer it if the ending was different.
"but then they found the cure for dying. Everyone was happy and mentally sound and the novice pca had not screwed up at all and won a medal."
Actually, they do give out literal medals. I got one today. Though it was for "keeping busy" rather than saving someone's life.
I'm not sure they even have medals for the latter at the hospital.
I plan to redeem my medal for up to six dollars at CAFETERIA.
Honestly though, I'm not really doing anything special (story-wise). It's just retelling something that happened but with little mental censoring. Sort of a stream of consciousness/simulated conversation. I unno.
What I'm getting at is that I'm positive I'm not the only one with interesting stories (or even mundane stories told in interesting ways). I know schazer...(okay I just tried to jokingly type it out at "skayzer" because that's the wrong way and she hates that but no wait, I recall, "shayzer",the way I mentally and audibly pronounce it always, is in fact the wrong way and that realization took me by surprise.)
Damn. I am typing on an iPhone and it is exceedingly difficult to keep a coherent train of thought due to the fact that I can only see a few lines of text above where I'm typing. Once my moving home finishes up and I have an actual room and not a couch to sleep/put stuff in, hopefully my coherence will increase.
Anyway shayzer (haha zing!) had a pretty great post about Christchurch musings a while back in gen chat. You guys should pester her to post more about her feelings and cool thoughts. Just as I am now pestering you to post more of your musings. You can even do it here! I don't care. Ain't stepping on my toes. This thread always had an open door policy on posts.
The only difference is that I don't have to feel guilty if I completely change the topic or ramble on about nothing.
Oh about the above bob text. A lady had come in earlier in january from the er or lobby or something where she was still wearing her own pants. She had a pull up diaper underneath, and I knew those pants were going to get in the way of me ripping off that pee-filled sack. But at the same time the lady was getting a little overwhelmed with all the peopleoving about and the new room and I had literally just introduced myself.
"hi I'll be working with you tonight" INSTANTLY YOUR PANTS FLY OFF.
Man hospital, why do you have to make possibly great things be terrible and sad. Its all about context.
I erred on the side of letting her wear her pants for a while. Yeah they got a little pee-filled, but that's the price you pay for a little temporary dignity.
Man I wish that story had a cooler ending too.
But I probably would prefer it if the ending was different.
"but then they found the cure for dying. Everyone was happy and mentally sound and the novice pca had not screwed up at all and won a medal."
Actually, they do give out literal medals. I got one today. Though it was for "keeping busy" rather than saving someone's life.
I'm not sure they even have medals for the latter at the hospital.
I plan to redeem my medal for up to six dollars at CAFETERIA.
Honestly though, I'm not really doing anything special (story-wise). It's just retelling something that happened but with little mental censoring. Sort of a stream of consciousness/simulated conversation. I unno.
What I'm getting at is that I'm positive I'm not the only one with interesting stories (or even mundane stories told in interesting ways). I know schazer...(okay I just tried to jokingly type it out at "skayzer" because that's the wrong way and she hates that but no wait, I recall, "shayzer",the way I mentally and audibly pronounce it always, is in fact the wrong way and that realization took me by surprise.)
Damn. I am typing on an iPhone and it is exceedingly difficult to keep a coherent train of thought due to the fact that I can only see a few lines of text above where I'm typing. Once my moving home finishes up and I have an actual room and not a couch to sleep/put stuff in, hopefully my coherence will increase.
Anyway shayzer (haha zing!) had a pretty great post about Christchurch musings a while back in gen chat. You guys should pester her to post more about her feelings and cool thoughts. Just as I am now pestering you to post more of your musings. You can even do it here! I don't care. Ain't stepping on my toes. This thread always had an open door policy on posts.
The only difference is that I don't have to feel guilty if I completely change the topic or ramble on about nothing.
Oh about the above bob text. A lady had come in earlier in january from the er or lobby or something where she was still wearing her own pants. She had a pull up diaper underneath, and I knew those pants were going to get in the way of me ripping off that pee-filled sack. But at the same time the lady was getting a little overwhelmed with all the peopleoving about and the new room and I had literally just introduced myself.
"hi I'll be working with you tonight" INSTANTLY YOUR PANTS FLY OFF.
Man hospital, why do you have to make possibly great things be terrible and sad. Its all about context.
I erred on the side of letting her wear her pants for a while. Yeah they got a little pee-filled, but that's the price you pay for a little temporary dignity.
Man I wish that story had a cooler ending too.