COMFORT OF STRANGERS

I walked through the doors to the hospital that I am doing my clinical rotation at today - greasy hands from fixing my bicycle chain on the way, when I got a phone call. the kind of phone call no one likes to receive. I sat on the bench by the pool for a minute before going upstairs to find my clinical instructor.

-Paulette, you're working with Jennifer today!
-My grdsssdffadd eeeeed
she stood there staring at me, along with the rest of the staff working that day

- I can't understand what you are saying. and continued to stare at me

Finally she brought me aside, away from all the onlookers to see what the commotion was and I was able to get out a full sentence

- So what do you want to do? I can't evaluate you if you're not here.

What ever happened to showing a little compassion and sensitivity?

HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO STALK YOU??

I mean ummm...but seriously, who doesn't have Facebook or MSN?!?! It's the 21st century people! well at least he carries a cell phone with him - although when it got stolen last week I'm really not sure how he managed! Although katie and I have been stalkees and stalkers long before facebook ever came into existence and i belong to the exclusive stalkers anonymous club of paul & paulette -also long before facebook, but now that i've left the lil bubble of wolfville a girl needs a lil stalker help from facebook. how is a girl supposed to get her friends' approval of hot biker dudes without profile pictures and wall posts?!

/it's exam week...see you on facebook later for some HC procrastination :)