24 February 2006

Going postal

I am this () close to just completely losing it right now. Work was rotten today, I had one idiot after another calling. I had surgeons who tell patients one thing but don't bother telling the schedulers. It's asinine how this place is run. There is NO communication, the surgeons all have huge egos and don't seem to realize that without us lowly clerical people this whole freaking place would fall apart. God I hate this place at times and cosmetic surgery patients are the worst. Who the hell cares if the first available appointment for your liposuction isn't till May? It isn't like it's life or death. God. People are SO STUPID at times. Grrr. Grr. Gr.

Ten minutes and I'm outta here. At least I'm going to a show at the Blind Pig tonight-I'm covering SSM for The Crutch, so I get in as press which is pretty damn cool. I think I'll need a beer. Or ten.

Thank god it's the weekend in 10 minutes. I've got to get out of this place before I say something insanely rude to a patient and get myself fired.
Grrr.

On a different note, listen to Nightmare of You--they rock (and they have a song that mentions Ann Arbor which is just fun).

~S

2 comments:

Alcarwen said...

random comment/question (and congrats about the crutch! kickass)... have you ever heard of/ read Paste magazine? it seems like it might be something you'd like:)

coffee & comedy said...

Loved your blog. It is so funny that I used to live in Michigan (Novi) and recently moved to the DC Area. Miss Michigan