Celebrating Monday on a tuesday....

...is a delightful thing!

I had a total of almost four days off in a row. I went into work on friday morning, but developed a hankering for a cup of good coffee at about 10 am. I headed off to Peets, and decided not to come back--it had been a horrible work week, and just couldn't end soon enough. I savored my cup of coffee, then headed down to old town. I had a delicious plate of lasagne for lunch, and spent the rest of the afternoon wandering around taking pictures.

Later, I met up with my sister. We took some pictures together, had a cup of coffee, and watched the world go by. Although she lives in the same town, we don't get a chance to spend much time together, other than family events. But she had some minor surgery a few weeks ago and is off work for a while. It was cool to hang out with her.

I was going to come into work monday to catch up with the stuff I left behind on friday, but I stayed home instead. It was a good choice. I drove out to the river and took some more pictures, and then came home and just relaxed. Ahhhh.

All the work left over from last week is still here, but the sense of urgency has waned. The world didn't burst into flame because it wasn't done. I suppose there is a life lesson in there somewhere.

The pissed off side of my otherwise sunny disposition

Boy am I pissed off right now, but I can't talk about it because I am about to be late for a meeting. Funny that I could take the time to post, though, isn't it? Well, I'm not doing a spell check, so thare!

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I'm not usually the ranting type, at least on LJ (which is why I hardly ever use the "ranting hippo" icon). Or at least I don't think I am, but I feel the need....

Here's the deal. Arlina has her doctor and chemo appointment today. I usually go over for the doctor part, which I did, but the doctor was 1 1/2 hours late getting to her. I waited, but I missed my chance for lunch. These things happen.

After she saw the doctor, I took her paperwork down to the chemo people. They had no record of her appointment today. They started to toss the blame our way, but I wasn't buying any of it. It's the responsibility of the doctor's office to do that stuff. The end result was that they would do the chemo, but I had to hand-carry the orders to the pharmacy. That's why I was late for my meeting.

When I got to the meeting room, there were a bunch of people camped out in the room--family members of a "VIP" patient, and they were not to be disturbed. So I had to find an alternate room pronto.

This kind of stuff really irritates me. It's generally not the patients themselves who are irritating. It's the people attached to them, whose inflated sense of self-importance makes them think it is ok for them to insist on preferential treatment. In my view, every patient is deserving of the best care possible, and there is no such thing as preferential treatment.

When the meeting was over, my boss wanted to talk to me about my performance evaluation. End result--big huge raise, which made everything all better!

The End

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