that's sweet, Theo.

Stupid moment with boss lady today.

I say "we have over ten thousand bulbs to plant, and we don't have enough trowels for the volunteers".

She says "Can't we use those fork things?"

Me "Cultivators? To dig a hole six inches deep?"

Her "Yeah."

Me "No"

Her, sad face, "I've done it that way before".

"No".

I'm so fucking bossy.

This is the lady who supposedly helped plant over 35000 bulbs at some esteemed hort institution with "thousands of minions". Maybe they ran out of tools and she was one of the minions who got stuck with the suck-ass wrong tool.

Stupid moment from my last post that I forgot with the whole hose fiasco: when I gave her the nozzle, she said that she couldn't get the end off the hose, so she didn't know how to attach it. The thing she wanted to get off was the on/off bit, and I had to explain she could just screw the nozzle directly onto it.

Verizon called to offer me an international calling deal. I wasn't even going to listen, because most of my international calls are Google Talk, and 12¢ a minute to JA is pretty damned good.

However, last week Google was not letting me get through, so I called on the land line--which they have now told me cost $4.35/minute.

Seriously? How can you charge that much per minute for something with no orgasms? It's incredibly bogus, because they sold me a package that meant I only have to pay $10 for the $200+ call, which really makes me eye roll at whatever they use to determine prices other than "how much can we shock out of people?"

The pharmacy has fucked up again by letting the refill slide until Friday, and if I hadn't called the doctor's office I wouldn't know that my neuro and his coordinator are gone today (I wish her OOO message was on, because I've been waiting on an answer from her on something else, also medication-related, and I just blew a work day with my thumb up my ass), and I know the pharmacy will sit there and wait for the ball to come back into their court without checking to see if there are any other players.

I've gotten another coordinator involved--if this prescription isn't organised by Sunday, there's no way I can work until it is organised. And the longer it waits, the less likely it is to work. Also, I'm kinda tied to my apartment, because I have no idea when they'll want to deliver. I have actual shit I want to accomplish, you know.

I don't understand why hospitals on TV (or, OK, just Grey's) are so dark -- are hospital hallways ever actually dark??

are hospital hallways ever actually dark??

They dim the lights in the evening, at least on the maternity ward, but mostly not.

Hospital hallways are never as deserted as they are in horror movies, either (shocker). They do dim the lights at night, but nothing is ever completely dark.

My memory of hospitals is that they are never quiet, and it's all due to the staff who don't give a fuck that there are patients trying to sleep and are miserable.

In good news, which also attests to how bad I am with my own finances, but whatever, the form I filled out months ago about a reimbursement from the electric company from 2011 finally came through. 300 bucks! That was my electric company from my old apartment, which I haven't lived at for several years. Silver lining: I now don't have to add ramen noodles to my grocery list this pay period (but I will anyway, because they are tasty).

Lighting like this blows my mind.

Most of those are probably 5 light sources. I can look at a photo and tell you what the angles are and if it's direct light or diffused, but I'm at a loss when it comes to what intensity the camera needs. I'm used to only dealing with what the eye perceives.

it's all due to the staff who don't give a fuck that there are patients trying to sleep and are miserable.

I don't think that's exactly why it can be noisy.

I've realized half of my perception problem was not realizing how much of nurses' jobs are not in front of me. They have a shit-ton of stuff to do that patients can't see.