Well I really didn't figure I would have time to post this week, but I didn't anticipate the dipshits at work would call me at 3:15am either. Stupid me.

The survey is going well so far, as far as surveys go. The team leader gave us an exit interview before she left last night. She said things were going well there were "no major concerns but a couple of minor ones." Heh. Who knows what the hell minor is in her book.

So I get a call at 3:15 from a nursing assistant at work who wants to go home because she "has a sore throat". So I asked her why the hell she was calling me and she says the nurse said she had too. Alrighty then..let me talk to the nurse.

The nurse gets on the phone, a nurse that has been there for years. So I ask her the same question...why the hell she is calling me for a friggin sore throat. She says "I was told 6 months ago I couldn't let anybody go home in the middle of the night without permission." So at that point I had to ask her "Who in the hell told you that and why after 6 months are you following the damn friggin rule?"

She laughed. She must die.

So anyway, I told her I'd be in to work in 2 hours, we'll discuss it then.

I hate hell week. My staff loses their minds.

Ok. Not just my staff.

Two days down, two to go.