My dear friend JT (He's the one walking up the stairs at the start of the clip)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7C7PYLMkfCY
Friday, July 29, 2011
Not a WTF Friday
I have today off.
Today is Friday.
Aka WTF Friday.
This makes me happy.
So I apologize for the lack of an WTF Friday post today, I'm sure next week I'll be able to make up for it.
Today is a day for me to watch more episodes of Season 7 of Entourage (awesome) and to do some minor tasks around the house. Also, it gives me time to destroy the CPU on NCAA 12 which is always fun.
Jim = Turtle from Entourage.....mainly for the Yankee hat and general worshipness. Not for the behavior.....seriously.
Check it out if you haven't seen it.....except for you Mom;)
Today is Friday.
Aka WTF Friday.
This makes me happy.
So I apologize for the lack of an WTF Friday post today, I'm sure next week I'll be able to make up for it.
Today is a day for me to watch more episodes of Season 7 of Entourage (awesome) and to do some minor tasks around the house. Also, it gives me time to destroy the CPU on NCAA 12 which is always fun.
Jim = Turtle from Entourage.....mainly for the Yankee hat and general worshipness. Not for the behavior.....seriously.
Check it out if you haven't seen it.....except for you Mom;)
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Justin Bieber needs to go away
I'm serious.
This little S$#% is EVERYWHERE and while it was already annoying it's now reached unbearable new heights.
What prompted this post was the story on my Yahoo.com homepage (yes, that's really my homepage and yes, I realize it's not 2002 anymore. Shut up.) There's a story on there saying that JB and his father (who looks about 7 years older than JB, at least to me) recently got matching tattoos.
How adorable.
Apparently each tattoo is a word written in Hebrew that means Jesus. It appears to be on the left ribcage on each Bieber.
I can't wait until this punk gets a little older and "Lohans" his career. You know it's coming.
And it will be quite the trainwreck.
Until then, like Terrance and Phillip say, "Blame Canada!"
This little S$#% is EVERYWHERE and while it was already annoying it's now reached unbearable new heights.
What prompted this post was the story on my Yahoo.com homepage (yes, that's really my homepage and yes, I realize it's not 2002 anymore. Shut up.) There's a story on there saying that JB and his father (who looks about 7 years older than JB, at least to me) recently got matching tattoos.
How adorable.
Apparently each tattoo is a word written in Hebrew that means Jesus. It appears to be on the left ribcage on each Bieber.
I can't wait until this punk gets a little older and "Lohans" his career. You know it's coming.
And it will be quite the trainwreck.
Until then, like Terrance and Phillip say, "Blame Canada!"
Friday, July 22, 2011
Lanyards
We got new "nametags" at work today.
Specifically, lanyards.
These lanyards have our name and say pharmacy technician on them. For the pharmacists they say pharmacist on them.
No picture of our face, and we don't swipe them to gain access anywhere.
They aren't horrible, but they do sometimes get in the way which is somewhat annoying.
In January, we had to get used to a whole new uniform, switching from dress-type pants, dress shirt, tie and smock to scrubs. This took some getting used to but 7 months in it's not considered a big deal plus it's not like you have to figure out what you have to wear to work in the morning. That's a plus for sure.
The scrubs didn't get in the way of work.
These stupid things do.
Just today mine got caught on a plastic bag, stickers that are attached to plastic medicine bottles and I also nearly stapled myself several times.
Awesome.
In time I'll be used to it.
I think.
Specifically, lanyards.
These lanyards have our name and say pharmacy technician on them. For the pharmacists they say pharmacist on them.
No picture of our face, and we don't swipe them to gain access anywhere.
They aren't horrible, but they do sometimes get in the way which is somewhat annoying.
In January, we had to get used to a whole new uniform, switching from dress-type pants, dress shirt, tie and smock to scrubs. This took some getting used to but 7 months in it's not considered a big deal plus it's not like you have to figure out what you have to wear to work in the morning. That's a plus for sure.
The scrubs didn't get in the way of work.
These stupid things do.
Just today mine got caught on a plastic bag, stickers that are attached to plastic medicine bottles and I also nearly stapled myself several times.
Awesome.
In time I'll be used to it.
I think.
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Living Alone
I lived alone for almost 4 years after moving to Westchester, and at first it was hard to get used to. After a few weeks I was adjusted and no longer thought it was weird or different to come home to an empty house after work every day.
My wife and I have been living together since the 4th of July weekend of last year. This also took some getting used to after not having a "roommate" for the first few years I was here but as when I first moved in, eventually I got used to it.
I bring this up because my wife is out of town for the next couple of days roadtripping with her sister and our nephew so once again, I'm living alone.
I do have several video games to catch up on and a new season of Entourage to watch plus some stuff on the DVR so most likely I'll be able to keep busy, but that's not the point.
The point is, I don't like living alone anymore.
This house feels empty without her.
My wife went out of town last month for a weekend and was gone for 3 full days. I've never been more happy to wake up early on a Sunday (which is always a day off from work for me) to pick someone up at the airport than I was that day. By the end of that weekend I was practically at the point of talking to myself and my video game machines were smoking hot from overuse.
"Why didn't go and hang out with your friends?"
Mainly because I'm lazy but also because I had to work on Friday and Saturday and by the end of both of those days I'm pretty worn out, especially after a normal WTF Friday which I believe I've mentioned before in this blog.
With the temperature outside today and tomorrow equaling a high fever (or close to it) I'll most likely be staying in to avoid excessive sweating, which I can accomplish pretty easily just by going to the mailbox. Being a fat sweaty guy in this weather sucks, I'm ready for fall.
And even though I just dropped her off at the airport earlier this morning, I'm also ready for my "roommate" to come home.
My wife and I have been living together since the 4th of July weekend of last year. This also took some getting used to after not having a "roommate" for the first few years I was here but as when I first moved in, eventually I got used to it.
I bring this up because my wife is out of town for the next couple of days roadtripping with her sister and our nephew so once again, I'm living alone.
I do have several video games to catch up on and a new season of Entourage to watch plus some stuff on the DVR so most likely I'll be able to keep busy, but that's not the point.
The point is, I don't like living alone anymore.
This house feels empty without her.
My wife went out of town last month for a weekend and was gone for 3 full days. I've never been more happy to wake up early on a Sunday (which is always a day off from work for me) to pick someone up at the airport than I was that day. By the end of that weekend I was practically at the point of talking to myself and my video game machines were smoking hot from overuse.
"Why didn't go and hang out with your friends?"
Mainly because I'm lazy but also because I had to work on Friday and Saturday and by the end of both of those days I'm pretty worn out, especially after a normal WTF Friday which I believe I've mentioned before in this blog.
With the temperature outside today and tomorrow equaling a high fever (or close to it) I'll most likely be staying in to avoid excessive sweating, which I can accomplish pretty easily just by going to the mailbox. Being a fat sweaty guy in this weather sucks, I'm ready for fall.
And even though I just dropped her off at the airport earlier this morning, I'm also ready for my "roommate" to come home.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Watered Down
"My child's prescription is too watered down, can I bring it back and exchange it?"
Well, I haven't seen this one before.
The rx in question was a liquid suspension that before pouring into a bottle, we have to shake pretty well.
Not a big deal.
The customer in question brought back the "watered down" bottle of medication, and in turn we exchanged it for the same medication that was drawn from the same bottle (which was told to the customer who had no problem with it)
So problem solved. Or so we thought.
The mother called 30 minutes or so later, saying that now she thought her child would be over medicated because now the medication was so different from the initial bottle.
Really?
I find myself shaking my head a lot more these days for some reason.
Anyway, the customer (her husband) came back a short while later and our pharmacist (the talented and witty Jelena) showed him an unopened bottle of the medication, proceeded to open the medication and pour it into a brand new stock bottle in front of him, and sent him on his way.
In fairness to the husband (who was the one showing up in person both times) he was reasonably ok with everything after initially seeming ready to go off on Jelena the first time he came into the store.
But seriously.
This was a refill for the child, and nothing had been changed (manufacturer, flavor, etc.) since the last time they had received it.
Nothing.
This happens more than you think.
The town in which I work at is wayyyyyyyy over medicating their children.
And that's sad.
And i'm sure it's not the only town doing so, but that doesn't make it any better.
Well, I haven't seen this one before.
The rx in question was a liquid suspension that before pouring into a bottle, we have to shake pretty well.
Not a big deal.
The customer in question brought back the "watered down" bottle of medication, and in turn we exchanged it for the same medication that was drawn from the same bottle (which was told to the customer who had no problem with it)
So problem solved. Or so we thought.
The mother called 30 minutes or so later, saying that now she thought her child would be over medicated because now the medication was so different from the initial bottle.
Really?
I find myself shaking my head a lot more these days for some reason.
Anyway, the customer (her husband) came back a short while later and our pharmacist (the talented and witty Jelena) showed him an unopened bottle of the medication, proceeded to open the medication and pour it into a brand new stock bottle in front of him, and sent him on his way.
In fairness to the husband (who was the one showing up in person both times) he was reasonably ok with everything after initially seeming ready to go off on Jelena the first time he came into the store.
But seriously.
This was a refill for the child, and nothing had been changed (manufacturer, flavor, etc.) since the last time they had received it.
Nothing.
This happens more than you think.
The town in which I work at is wayyyyyyyy over medicating their children.
And that's sad.
And i'm sure it's not the only town doing so, but that doesn't make it any better.
Monday, July 11, 2011
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