Repair Shop

Yester-eve, we did manage to depart with 1.25 Hr overtime, but the truth is, nothing exciting or life-threatening occurred. The last patient shipped out at 2315, and then we were left with late, catch-up charting, office duties and some tidying up. It had been a very busy day, nonetheless. My partner and I were running on fumes at the end, getting goofy and finally stumbled out at 0015. Our Charge Nurse will ask us about that next week........that's a guarantee.

Nothing terribly exciting to report

It's life as usual

Down at the Suck and Snort,

The regulars remain

And entertain themselves,

Some have stayed so long

They belong on the shelves.

Imagine working

At only one job,

Frankly, I can't

I would feel like a blob,

Of secure confined knowledge

Sheltered in place,

Afraid to step outside of

My comfortable base.

We're a mixed up bunch

From all manner of beginnings,

Some days we're losing

And others we're winning,

In an unpredictable business

This repair shop for humanity,

Surely, you can understand why;

We're on the brink of insanity.

The owner is a typical

Miserly cheapskate,

Paying his workers

The lowest damn rate,

Cutting corners on service

Supplies and whatever,

All the while advertising

We are the best and most clever.

Yes, it was a standard good day

And now I'm kicking off my shoe,

The bartender has delivered

It's time to quaff a good brew.

Fibril_late;

2/14/14