I hate my job

I hate my job. I really, really hate it. If I don't find a new job soon, I don't know what I'm going to do. Maybe I can go on LTD (long term disability).

Anyway, I do have kind of a funny story from today. I was assisting in surgery (which I'm just learning, and don't do very well) and my mean boss was training me. One of the things I have to do is cut the suture after Dr. D ties it. So, the boss is telling me that I'm not cutting them right, and I have to push the scissors all the way down into the flesh. I said I was afraid I'd cut the knot off. She says "You won't cut the knot off.", in a know-it-all voice, like it never happens. So, the very next suture I pushed way down and cut. The whole thing falls apart, and Dr. D says "You cut the knot."

You can't take an office girl and put her in the operating room. It just doesn't work.

Cat

Plurk

I found this new site called Plurk. (my Plurk page) I guess it's like Twitter (which I use) or Facebook (which I've never seen). It looks like fun, and it sure is easier writing one little sentence than a whole blog post! I made a mistake already, though. After I signed up, I decided I wanted a different dislay name. That was easy enough to change, but I guess you can't change your page address even though you changed your name. So now my name is MeowCat, but my page address is still Plurk.com/Beadiecat. Oh, well, leave it to me to make a simple thing so confusing.

I have to figure out what to write in my profile though. My life is so boring....how do I describe it so that it sounds interesting? LOL

If you want to sign up for Plurk too, use this link, then you will automatically be one of my "fans", haha.

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