My day...

[arib]

Get to work, get informed of major change is medication protocol by boss, run around like a madman implementing it.

Boss leaves, get told I'll need to call him back later this evening, then go pick up the new intake and help him move in.

Sit down to while away the hours with America's favorite pastime, medication inventory counts.

Realize I can't find a medication, or it's theoretically empty container.

Realize that if I can't find it, I'm in deep smeg.

Run around like headless chicken trying to figure out where it could have gone.

Call boss, go to pick up new client.

Drive.

Drive.

Park, realize I can't park there, park again.

Pick up new client, haul his stuff to van, return to program, unpack.

Realize I still haven't found med, bite the bullet and tell the boss.

"Oh, the Darnitol? I locked that in my desk, I had a question for you about that..."

Try not to chew a hole in boss' head to gain access to his spicy brains. Mmm... brains.

bwah. Sleep now.

Comments

[griffen.livejournal.com]

*smacks boss in the head for you*

Sleep, hon.

[browngirl.livejournal.com]

The joy of the adrenalin surge.

I hope you slept well.