Oh ye old I'll Flip You readers, I'm so sorry. I feel like I've been abandoning you, but you know you can always catch me blogging repeatedly and all day long over at work.
Work is actually going pretty well, and I'm kind of learning my way around this huge building packed with people. We had a fire drill yesterday and I spotted Greg from Fernando and Greg waiting out on the sidewalk with everyone else. Excitedly, I pointed this out to my co-worker Bill who then regaled me with the folks he's run into in the elevator.
It was all sports people, I'm appalled to say.
I park around the block at this place where you drop your call off, they give you a ticket and then they pull it around for you when you come back at the end of the day. Around 6pm, when I head off usually, there's a little line of people waiting for cars much fancier than mine. Yesterday, this supermodel wearing a wedding ring that looked like the Hope diamond was in front of me, and handed off her ticket.
The parking guy asked, "What kind of car?"
And Hope goes, "It's a beamer."
What kind of BMW driver refers to their own car as a beamer? Especially in this situation, where it's all business. We don't need your little display, Hope. We just want to go home. He says it again, and exasperated, but resigned to help she says, "A beamer! It a silver 2008 BMW 3 series coupe 328i!"
It was all I could do not to scream "EYEROLL!" in her face. But God bless him, the parking guy goes, "Oh. A silver BMW. Got it."
And off he ran.
This morning, I headed off super early for my annual check-up at Kaiser, mainly because CJ Cregg told me to live well...and thrive. Finally in with the doctor, I run down my array of questions, "Am I dying? I've self-diagnosed the following..." and my incredibly sweet, patient Russian lady-doctor checked me out for everything.
All of my diagnoses were wrong, by the way. So we're wrapping up and Dr. Zhivago goes, "Alright Elizabette. We update your file and it is time for your 10-year tetanus shot. You want to do it now or make appointment and come back?"
Obviously, I chose to get the stabbing over with.
"That is what I like to hear!" She exclaimed! And then she says, "Actually, it is tetanus shot and something else."
She didn't technically say "something else." She said some long medical word starting with a P. Anyway, Maria the nurse came in and asked me, "Are you right or left handed?"
"I'm right handed. Why?"
"Then we do your left."
Apparently the tetanus and something else shot was going to totally incapacitate an entire side of my body, which is just terrific. In an attempt to distract myself from what was about to happen, I asked, "So this is a tetanus vaccine and what else?"
Oh. Of course. Whooping cough. I guess they'll let me know when I need to come back for my Legionaire's Disease vaccine...