I'm Marissa.
Likes: cuddling, mochi, music, and naps
Dislikes: obnoxious people, cold weather, and tv
Nursing school will be the death of me.
But it's totally worth it.
…..
Security,
I’ve had a bunch of problems with you before. I just want to tell you that most of you are pretentious bastards. Here’s why:
Whilst sitting in the 24 hour computer lab on a tuesday at 11pm, one of you retards waltzes in acting like hot shit. “I need to see some ID’s everyone!” he yelled to myself and some asian chick.
Without turning around from the computer screen, I wave my ID in the air.
“…Alright”
*swiftly walks out*
Need I say more?
-M
….really..?
Long time no post. LO SIENTO! It’s been crazy. Anyway (cough cough Ms. LE’KSS) haha here’s a story that i know you’ve been dying to get some lulz from:
*clears throat*
SO!
Thursday. My first day off to sleep in. (Not.) Instead of sleeping in, I decided to get my observation project done by visiting a daycare and observing kids for 4 hours (in order to write a paper on pediatric growth and development later on).
Flashback to about 3 weeks ago: I had set up the whole enchilada (so they wouln’t think I was some creepy pedobear) and at the end of the phone call the secretary states, “Okay you’re good to go. You just need to bring your ID and a copy of your most recent TB test.”
Fine. I could do that.
Of course, when I showed up, I completely forgot to get a print out of my immunization record (that. and I didn’t even have time.) So, without fail, this woman wouldn’t even let me in the daycare because I didn’t have it with me. She then proceeds to conjure a shitstorm on me for “not being prepared.”
*pulls out (hospital) ID* “Look….I work at (blank) hospital. With Children. I was there yesterday. OBVIOUSLY I have my shit up to date, or they wouldn’t let me near those kids.”
*nasally voice* “well you *should* have brought it with you. Did the secretary tell you to bring it?”
AND THIS IS WHERE I JUST ABOUT LOST IT. (1. because she was right lmao and I had to admit that the secretary told me, and 2….
DO NOT tell me what I *should* and *should not* do. that is my BIGGEST PET PEEVE. Obviously I cannot go back in time and change what I *should* have done. What’s done is done, so get over it and figure out how to proceed from here. UGH.)
So she kept going on and on about the rules and how blah blah blah, which I didn’t really catch because I was fuming about the *should have* business. D:<
(#$@%!)
I storm out, and walk my ass over to the health office to get a print out of that crap. And when I get there, THAT secretary proceeds to conjure up a shitstorm as well. “you *should* have this on file for your own personal records” HERE WE GO AGAIN. (As if i’m not already pissed off!!)
“Look, can you just print it out…”
“I see that you have already recieved a copy of your immunizations on Aug 29th”
“…So what..”
“You’re only allowed 3 per year. I suggest that you keep a copy for your own records. What happened to the first copy?”
*in my head* “why the #$&@ do you care what I did with the first copy. It’s none of your damn business. Don’t #$%@-ing tell me what to do!!!”
Reality: *long annoyed sigh* I had to mail it to…my employer (yeah right). They needed it.
“Well keep a copy next time. We can’t be printing this out for everyone”
seriously?? WHY AM I NOT ALLOWED ACCESS TO MY OWN DAMN HEALTH RECORDS.
So at this point I’m just standing there silently, throwing darts at her face with my eyes. Finally I get a copy, grab it, *don’t thank her* (mwahahaha beeches) and storm out of there as well.
I finally make it back to the daycare, angrily present the paperwork, AND WHAT HAPPENS NEXT??
BITCH DOESN’T EVEN READ IT.
Between this horrible weather
and the fact that its been very long first week back already, all I want to do is lay around, maybe watch a movie, and cuddle all afternoon/evening.
srsly. same here ;____; got a parking ticket today. and it’s raining. and if i had time, i would totally snuggle up under the blankets and watch a movie
The sign of an intelligent people is their ability to control their emotions by the application of reason
— Marya Mannes
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