Oooh am I one cranky mother fucker tonight. I pitty the fool to cross my path! This to, will pass.
Had a "staff meeting" which up here in the sticks its called "Team days". Same shit, differnt day. Its always about change, and what's being new and improved. From the looks of it, they are taking the same ole flavored smelly shit, repackaging, with marketing to "new and improved". Frankly, I don't down shift that fast. Change-a blessing or a curse. Pick your poision.
Mayo clinic in all of its wisdom is trying to change the Glascow Coma Scale which has been used nation-wide, if not internationally since 1970. Gold star for them. Rome wasn't built in a day, and changing this scale isn't going to occure over-night, although the powers at be, view otherwise. Which was part of our educational opportunities tonight. One can't perform surgery on a dead horse without first Resusitating the fucker first, in this case, they are doing a lobectomy, open heart, and splenectomy on Poor Mr. Ed. Good luck. Best wishes. Kiss my ass.
Also it seems that in stead of fixing a leaky faucet at the start of the leak-oh the inner plumbing, its best fixed with a new faucet head, which in some cases works, in most doesn't. Again, repackaging the same shit, instead of getting to the heart of the matter. Whatever. After tonight, I have 3 more shifts, and then I'll be 5,000 miles away, and won't give a shit what happens. Just wake me up when September ends.