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My company has a very active safety office. My work environment is quite dangerous, and we do everything we can to keep accidents to a minimum. To keep everyone’s safety awareness at maximum, a “Picture of the Week” is hung in the main lobby. The pictures usually come from the Navy’s Safety Center web site….
Hit by lightning. Again. I feel like the frail off-screen distant relative of some major TV character. You know the one. Every weekly episode has a new throw-away one-liner. “You remember Elaine — Maude’s uncle’s wife’s cousin? She just had her gall bladder removed.” “She just got hit by a car.” “An albatross knocked her…
The current Liver transplant waiting list for my hospital as of Friday April 25th is below: Liver Total: 422 Liver Status (Inactive): 44 Liver MELD / PELD <10: 234 Liver MELD / PELD 11-18: 126 Liver MELD / PELD 19-24: 15 Liver MELD / PELD 25+ : 3 There are five blood type A’s in…
So, did I mention I have my camera talking to my computer talking to the photo-software again? The only problem is that the software doesn’t recognize some old photos I had taken previously and stored on it. I strongly suspect that I restored with a back-up version the software itself created, and not with the…
*groan* Soap is a laxitive. After what I went through last Friday (my bowels still haven’t forgiven me) there is no way I’m even slightly tempted to partake of Super Anti-bacterial Dawn (the nice purple one). In fact, you have my ascending colon spasming just thinking about it. Speaking of Kitten from Hell with opposable…
I’m not sure where I was July 23th. I was one week into the new Big Box Pharmacy job, and wrapped up in my own little world apparently. I wasn’t listening to much radio, wasn’t reading much news, wasn’t communicating with friends more than the occasional two-line email. And yet the news that Amy Winehouse…
I had been worried about you. Glad to see you back. No need to give a shit what the teacher woman had to say. She is, as we say in the South, ATE UP WITH THE DUMB ASS.
Tell the GM that I will hide under the bed with her…..