previous // April 10, 2008
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Okay, I owe an explanation of the Almost Ghetto Non-Clininc (new name).
When I got there, there were a few people around. I figured out how to sign in and sat in a chair against the wall. The building is bright and cheery, with lost of natural light, fresh paint, and fake flowers. I thought I'd be in a minority, being The White Girl, but not so much. I was, however, one of the better dressed as I was heading to work right after. I contented myself with playing Texas Hold 'em on my cell, filled out paper work, and waited while Spazzola the Wonder Registrar forgot to process me.
While I waited I had the realization that any medical waiting room catering to low- or no-income people is a great study in sociology. There were enough young children and babies there, along with baby mamas and baby daddys, soemtimes even at the same time.
There was easily 70 people in the room, including employees, when I finally got called back.
This week has gone by fast and slow at the same time, and I hate it when that happens. But I'm glad it's finally Thursday. I can kick back tonight and relax. Hell, I'll be doing that for the next few days, as my birthday is next Tuesday (tax day, for those of you with Ostrich Syndrome). For once, I'm really not all that excited. I know MB and Mom C are making a fuss, plus my parents are always attentive. It's my sisters and my friends that I'm most disappointed in. Hard to get excited about something when no one takes the time to remember.
Gah, enough of the pity party. I have to be in the learning center in a half hour. I'm so tempted to call MB and find out if the extra work his former evil boss offered him is going to go through or not. Maybe I will at least text him.
Wishing I could be outside instead of here,
Ter
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