Padded Room Anyone?!?

This week at work we've been instructed to rearrange our office space.... to not only accomadate a new 'marketing person', but to cram 4 of us into one tiny office. You've seen the cabnits that hold medical charts... yeah 3 of us gals decided to move those bad boys instead of waiting for someone to help because we're impatient super strong. You can see where this is headed right... straight for trouble! I ended up looking at my pinky wedged between the moveable shelf and the side of the cabinet.stuck. The only way to get it out was for my boss to yank my hand downward. To say I'm a wuss when it comes to pain, and queesy when it comes to blood is an understatement, and I proved it.

Then last night Mikey decided to drop a broken cinder block on his little foot and lob off a hunk of his toe. Have I mentioned that I'm a wuss when it comes to blood? No stitches ended up being involved, but he basically fileted his big toe. :( ouchee!

Yeah. We're just going to move into a padded room for a while.

Stupid Lights

I am such a airhead busy woman at times that I do a lot of dumb things. Once Twice I quit counting on how many times I've left my headlights on, while I went to do other things.

Often times I meet up w/ the dr that I will be working w/ at a pre-planned location and then I'll ride w/ him to our facility for the day. Not once now, but twice I've left my lights on at the drop off location, hence no loving co-workers to turn them off for me. Today though was my lucky day and I didn't have to go in search of jumpers while trying to contain my laughter (the dr did come back that day when he realized I wasn't leaving the parking lot)because I was working with super doc who had jumpers hidden under a panel in his car!!