My new job

Sorry I haven't posted in awhile. I suck. But I have been really busy with my new job at the hospital. So far things are going very well. I have finally learned my way around the intensive care units, or "the units" as we call them in the biz. I think my favorite part about working in the pharmacy is all of the great characters I work with.

Duane: First off, the guy is Canadien. Despite that little flaw, the guy is pretty cool. My favorite Duane story so far--on his first day as an intern in the hospital, he shows up in sweatpants. WHO DOES THAT? When I work with Duane we listen to Tom Petty and the Cars non-stop.

Cheri: Pharmacist who was described as being a four foot tall fifty-something who looks like she is about ten years pregnant.

Jiyan: She is our resident anorexic. That's all I have to say about that.

K-Mac: There are four Kevin's working at the pharmacy. K-Mac is the oddest one of the bunch. He is currently trying to find someone to cover one of his shifts so that he can be made "clan chief" or something like that. Apparantly, he takes his Scottish roots very seriously. K-Mac is the out-date specialist, meaning he gets to go around and bother everyone else in the hospital, therefore ensuring no one's drugs are expired. When I first met K-Mac, he described in intricate detail everything that his job entails. It was riveting. He also has some interesting thoughts on the scripture "Judge not, that ye be not judged". Ask me about it sometime.

Big Bonnie: So named, not because she is fat but because she is about two feet taller than the other Bonnie that works there. Bonnie is very unhappy in her marriage and was apparantly once caught in a compromising position with a housekeeper.

And finally, Jonathan: I work with Jonathan on a regular basis. I use the the phrase "work with" liberally here, because Jonathan very rarely does any actual work. Instead, Jonathan spends his time checking his e-mail, talking in stupid voices, text messaging, and huffing and puffing around. He's been married three times already, although he only claims he was married twice. The guy is younger than me! He has the worst breath you have ever encountered, and his laugh cuts me to my very soul. It's more a series of hoots then laughing. Also, he wears one of those nerdy cell-phone holders around his belt. Honestly, who came up with those things?

I wish I could spend all night describing these people, but you really have to see it to believe it.