Sabotage the projector, Dana. It's your only hope.

Anybody want to be a cat burglar?

We're still in the middle of his life history.

In the last six months I've spent more time writing lengthy memos explaining the same ten procedures to this person than I've spent explaining them to the previous EIGHT new people in the previous DECADE.

Ack. There's always people that want to immediately make a "stamp" on their new workplace.

We had a surgeon who after being here only a week wanted to go out and buy a new clinical system for the surgery department because she didn't like the one that we were already using company-wide and that interfaced with every other system we use. Even explaning that there was already a project underway to eventually replace that system would placate her. She just couldn't understand why she couldn't just purchase the same system her old hospital used and install it.

Dr. Pesty! Ha ha ha. I used to do that all the time till I had to explain to Clueless ExRoommate that the point of a Secret Mean Nickname was not to share with your victim.

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I used to do that all the time till I had to explain to Clueless ExRoommate that the point of a Secret Mean Nickname was not to share with your victim.

Ha! A woman I know kind of got caught up in that recently. Kind of. In this circle of acquaintances, there is a brother and sister duo who are practically identical. So Certain People took to calling them "HisName" and "ShisName." (like She-HisName, get it?) So, at this party, the original woman said to the sister, "So, is ShisName coming?" The sister was all, "Um, HisName is...."

OK, this is not nearly as funny without knowing all the people.

so I can leave if someone was supposed to be here at 6:30, right? Even running late, this is too late.

no call, no message. people suck.

Meanwhile I was over 2 hours late getting a document to someone, so I suck too.

Kalshane, I so know your pain. I don't know what it is that medical school does to people; I know so, so many who are brilliant and brave and miracle workers as physicians, but who need to be forcibly prevented from involving themselves in anything not strictly medical. Paperwork, record-keeping, database maintenance, formatting Word docs, scheduling meetings, preparing mass mailings, designing pamphlets and web pages -- for every one doctor who actually has a clue in hell what s/he's doing, there are forty who will fuck it up so badly it makes you cry.

And then, if you try to fix it, will overexplain what they were TRYING to do. I don't care what you were trying to do and I sure as hell don't care why, and I especially don't care to sit for two hours listening to you deliver a dissertation on why as a doctor you feel it is only right that when I pry it out of your hands I start doing it exactly your way.

Paperwork is not perfectly analagous and identical to patient care; in fact, not so much at all. The fact that you're brilliant at what you actually do -- great, but almost totally irrelevant to what any of the rest of us do.

Please, please, please, for the love of all that's holy. All we ask of you is that, in return for your paycheck which is on average worth four of any of ours, you (a) keep your mitts off our shit, and (b) stop bloviating at us about it. We don't care. If you want us to care, pay us what you make. Till then, STFU.

Thank you oh so very much.

Blowing off a meeting is worse than a late document. Especially a meeting after working hours.