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time sheets and nurses

November 19, 2004, 6:19 AM

I felt something weird down my shirt, almost like something went into the middle of my bra.

I'm here at work, but am sort of alone so was able to look down my shirt and see that my porn boobs are making my bra bust at the seams.

This can't be good.

If I pop out here at work, I'm going to be really irritated. I can see me bouncing up the stairs and then flopping out and hurting someone who's on their way down.

Workmen are here to do a demolition. There's a remodel going on. It's noisy. The nurses are getting a little persnickety as to the noise, but it can't be helped. Plus, also, they're moving to a different section of the building. Demolition happens. Men at work. Noise occurs.

I currently am not fond of two of the nurses here. One throws tantrums around the CSA's. One just acts above-it-all.

I came in and my pleasant co-worker whom I shared a shift with was flipping off someone in the corner cubicle, who I assumed was the most unfavored, unpleasant of all nurses. I was dissapointed because I thought it would be MN working.

Oh well. Time is going so slow right now. There's nothing I could do extra. They do like to point out mistakes. My second one of the night is loading a case that I put at a new patient and the kid already had one in there. No biggie. I just need to pay attention. But it's EARLY.

That's the hardest thing about this is coming in once every week or two weeks and trying to pick up where I left off.

I'm off now to find the timesheets.


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