Blah blah blah or why are people always shaming me into doing the right thing
So I went uptown for some blood tests this afternoon. I am in the midst of a crazy project at work, so was in an incredible rush. (That part’s important. Rush. INCREDIBLE ONE.)
I get to the lab, there are like five people sitting in the waiting room, and I sign in.
This old latino lady say “Oh, goodness, I forgot to sign in,” gets up from her chair and waits for me to finish.
I sit down, she lingers over the paper for a good while. Long enough for me to start wondering if she like drew arrows putting her name above mine. I made a note to get up and nonchalantly look — because if she did…(insert fist shaking.)
Anyway, there’s only one lab technician on duty. And he has evidently been frozen in a vat of molasses.
I waited 20 minutes and in that time he took one person.
People were falling asleep.
At the 30 minute mark, this black woman says “I AM STARVING.”
The old latino lady says…in this squeaky old lady latino voice “Me too…and I’m diabetic and I’m getting dizzy.”
She and the black woman start commiserating about whatever test they are taking which requires them not to eat AND bitch about it.
“And the worst part,” the latino lady continues, “is that I forgot to sign in, so even though that guy got here after me (she points to this young college looking kid) and that girl (she’s pointing at me, now) I am last on the list.”
Whew, I think to myself, now I don’t have to get up and check.
I fold my arms across my chest smugly satisfied.
Until the young college looking kid says “It’s ok…you can go ahead of me. You were here first.”
Now everyone looks at me.
I close my eyes.
Young college looking kid, says “excuse me, ma’am,” to get my attention.
I make a note to remove his young looking throat with my bare hands.
Grumble, grumble – long story short, it’s the F-train at the Fairfield Resorts elevator bank all over again.
Bastards.
June 15th, 2007 at 7:18 pm
hahahahhaha that’s awesome
June 15th, 2007 at 7:36 pm
People pleaser.
June 15th, 2007 at 8:21 pm
That’s funny. I was sure that your lawyer girl skillz would kick in, and you’d explain to the mulititude that ignorance of the waiting room rules is no excuse, and that you’d be happy to let the college boy be last.
June 15th, 2007 at 9:14 pm
What lawyer skillz? She went to Yale, didn’t she?
Oh no I didn’t!
June 15th, 2007 at 10:05 pm
fuckin’ college kids, no respect.
June 15th, 2007 at 10:36 pm
You fake sign language and pretend that you don’t read lips.
June 15th, 2007 at 11:19 pm
This is why you learn to say “I’m sorry, I don’t speak English” in at least three different languages.
June 16th, 2007 at 2:06 pm
“Oh, is this your first time at the doctor’s office? You’ll know for next time.” And back to your book.
June 16th, 2007 at 6:26 pm
IPOD!! The best way to get out of hearing or seeing anything! Dawn, I can’t believe you didn’t have it.
June 16th, 2007 at 8:35 pm
The best part of thread is that I’ve learned that my commenters are not only more evil than I am, but you guys are way more creative. I am so learning how to say I don’t speak english in two more languages!
June 17th, 2007 at 2:20 pm
ya-nee-pah-na-mai-u (rooski)
All further inquiries may be dismissed with a quizical, “shto?”