wow. my pants fit.

i asked a pair of nurses, one seasoned, one who is so wet behind the ears she takes direction from me when cleaning a patient, to step away from the door of a patient while blatantly gossiping about said patient. "you can hear through that window." i had said.

"well, you can, because you're normal." was the seasoned nurse's response.

holy peanuts and apple butter, batman.

we went a short round. she tried to call me out on asking her to be compassionate and respectful of the patient. "do you have written proof? references? research that says that a patient with a helmet on [skull fracture, skull is in belly, helmet protects brain] can hear us from out here?"

are you fucking kidding me?

really.

you're going to come back to me with that as a counter argument?

huh.

and they won't let me finish my degree to get a license to take ever loving and respectful primary care of these patients.

really.

huh.

[steps off soap box. swats kimmyk on the ass. leaves room.]

fuckers.