Random Thought 5

New Yrs Resoln:


I know it's early to be bring'n this up, but while it's on my mind-why not? I decided, in addition to cursing GW's name everyday, I will only buy the things I need for the yr 2007. I went shopping today, and to my surprise I didn't have buyers remorse, but actual guilt of pruchasing merchandise I don't need. I have clothes in my closet I still haven't worn, I go out and buy more-I get home and look for where to put these clothes. I already did a Spring/Summer cleaning for the Goodwill, I don't need to again.

As the guilt deepened, I thought about the waste of money I just given up for clothes I probably won't wear. If I were 14 yrs old, my mom would say, "u know how many starv'n kids their are in Africa that can eat with that money..." instead, my mother was picking out the countless cute skirts and shorts for me to wear during the hot summer Inland Valley days & nites. I can just take them back right? I don't know why, but I won't. They'll sit there and collect dust until it's time for Winter cleaning or until I gain holiday weight and hate it cuzz it makes my ass look like asses-which ever comes first.

Anyways, I can make the resoln like a little game or something, how much can I save in 2007? The prize-mo'money...maybe then I can pay off some of that school loan a lot faster. (I doubt it, but it's cool to dream.) Maybe I can buy a star....naw that's too lame-who does that? Why does anyone do that? Stars aren't even owned, so how can u buy them? What happens if u own a star and it dies, can u get ur money back?-but then it goes back to the stupid question of who owns the stars besides an infinite mass of expanding darkness called the universe or existence.

While I'm on the subject, is it possible to own the sun? It is a star, since there's a ridiculous idea going around that people can actually purchase a star...it's the biggest and only star in our planetary system. If so, after so many years I wonder can we upgrade to planetary purchases....I hope to rename Neptune as "Side2Side", that would be tight; and if Nasa wants to visit with its multi million dollar satellites, that's cool-but u gotta pay some multi million dollars for a snapshot. If humanity parks their little "spaceship" on my planet they owe me for parking, if they roam around the planet for a few, they pay a sightseeing fee, and if they stay overnight on the planet or in its orbit they owe me rent.

I hope I find good ways to spend my money. I'll most likely put it away in some old glass pickle jar and bury it for retirement or help some poor unfortunate soul, by society, in another country eat regularly for a change...maybe even help the impoverished children recieve a decent education like I did. We'll see, say'n it is one thing, doing it is the next level.

Random Thought 4

Work

I've only worked 2 months and some change at my new job, and it already feels like 10 years and some change. It's really sad though-the industry I work in- the patients trust u with their lives and expect u to perform test properly and accurately, not to mention-to have a certain amount of sanity. Let's see, I'll blame it on my coworker....yes one coworker. Having her around is like having 5 Michaels from the tv show "The Office" working with u. She wears u out so much u forget what date or time it is...maybe even why ur here on earth.

I feel sorry for her patients. Not only do I have to hear the story about her and her boyfriend/fiance/15 years her senior, but I have to hear it everytime she tells her patients. Then my patients have to hear it. Today I had the wonderful pleasure of being asked what to do on ur wedding night if ur period started. I don't know, I guess I have a sign on my head that says ask the 29 year old spinster slut all ur sexual questions. Maybe I look like a sexual deviant. It's one thing to ask me in private, but why ask in front of-what looked to be an 18 yr old guy who had no interest in finding out what u should do to please ur newlywed hubby on ur wedding night when ur on the rag. He shouted, "ear muffs! all u had to say was ear muffs! I would have left".

I would be shocked beyond belief, mouth dropped to the floor where I had to pick it back up again, but-this was typical behavior. I continue to process my patients test, she kept asking me, pestering me. This is what I go through everyday, and unfortunately the patients-especially those who come every week.

She's also a walking, talking, safety hazard. In her last job, she contracted a few diseases (won't mention she was kind enough to disclose to me), but she pokes herself with a needle to her finger by accident and proceeds to show me. Because she's not getting the reaction she wants, I assume, she places her finger again-this time inches away from my face as blood drips down her hand and unto the counter in front of patients. It took a lot of will-power, patience, and self control to not beat the s@!t out of her and let the patients know she was a walking disease infested freak.

I'm sure there is one in every workplace, and if there isn't-and where just freak shows, I'd like to think we're not the only ones. Sometimes I feel like I'm in a "B" movie-waiting for the credits to role, and it's just not ending yet, so I hope everyone has left the theater cuzz I would of.