My job is weird for so many reasons. Today’s reason is that strange people work at hospitals. They love me and they hate me. It changes daily. When I get people what they want they act like I’m the cure for cancer. When I tell them it will be 6-8 weeks before they get what they want, they get in my face and yell to my face. From their face to my face!! Maybe they are jealous of me because they all have to wear frumpy scrubs and I get to wear classy outfits and heals. Maybe they love me because I try really hard. Or maybe they hate me because I’m a Bitch (right Jill?).
Last week I told Jason, from the “in-house” construction crew, that he needed to redo all the modular furniture in one of the projects he has been working on for months. (I want to feel bad about making him do this but I don’t because it looked like poo.) He looked at me with a glare that would make a weaker woman cry. He was very annoyed. Unfortunately many people at work get annoyed with my antics. Tough cookies people at work! I’m just doing my job.
Jason has been calling me every day this week with questions, which I assume are to make me decide not to have him do this work. Today at 8:15 a.m. I get a phone call from Jason.
“Hey Melissa,” He said, “Will you be at the hospital today at noon?”
“Yes” I said. Great, I’m thinking, I’ve just signed up to get yelled at latter.
“Good. Can I buy you lunch?”
“Umm..…sure.”
How did that even happen?!? From annoyed to asking me on a lunch date in less than a day. Does that make any sense to anyone?
