JAckass down the hall, who thought it was funny to tell the new fall associate that he always had to check things the paralegal and I put together, since we always did them wrong, in front of the paralegal and me.
I think you should start doing everything wrong for him then. And announce in front of the new fall associates that his mail got mixed up with yours, and you're sorry you opened his doctor's report by mistake, but you're glad he's finally getting that excessive flatulence problem taken care of.
Sparky always has the BEST revenges.
Like Faith. "Use that cream and I'm sure the burning will clear right up."
You know, people in doctors offices, when I give you information that you asked for, that I had to go digging for before I moved (which means my notes on the information are currently unavailable...in a box), I expect that you won't "misplace" it. That's why patients have things called "files."
I swear to god. Over three months ago we decided to start me on Xolair for my asthma/allergies. The clinic has dillydallied around trying to figure out how they're going to work with Medicare on this, and in the meantime, I'm not getting a medication that could really make a huge difference in my life and the way I'm able to live it. So, NOW you call again for the information that I gave you three months ago so you can re-contact Medicare and start all over.
This is getting ridiculous.
Life's too short to not do what makes you happy.
juliana, marry me? I need to really remember this.
Of course being that the throughfare in question's like I-10, I think there may be "cocksuckers" at both ends.
Having lived off of the 10 for most of my life? There are definitely cocksuckers at both end.
At least I didn't do anything like roll over my hand with the table.
I retract my proposal. Rolling the table over my digits was an accident. All kinds of oops...
This is getting ridiculous.
Bastards!
Oh, and my prego sis is in the hospital. I don't know whether to wish for ~ma that she's okay for the soon-to-be-twins or some calming so the doctors and nurses don't stab her with a spoon. She seems fine now but has to stay over at least one more night for random testing.
I need a nap.
I retract my proposal. Rolling the table over my digits was an accident. All kinds of oops...
Aw, man! I was all set to visit Portland, too! pout
I need a stint in a Jacuzzi to get rid of the stiffness. Luckily, I have one available to me. Just not now. But after work!
Cass, ~ma for your sister.
Take a nap, sweetie.
The doctors and nurses don't get to spork her regardless of 'tude.
t nuggles Cass
