work

not really.

some people enjoy reading workplace blogs. that is, they kinda like to read what people have to say about their jobs and the situations and people involved. maybe they're popular because people enjoy seeing a personal narrative behind the types professional interactions we all commonly go through. or maybe it's because ridiculous things happen at work, and some people really do work with idiots, and it's funny. i don't know.

i've often thought about writing more plainly about work, and have gotten good feedback on those posts where i have done so. as much material as i have, i simply can't bring myself to do it.

yet.

see, the waiter from waiter rant gets to blog all about everything and everybody at his workplace-- and is publishing a book about it. but if a doctor writes all about everything and everybody at her workplace, that's different. because there's supposed to be this physician-patient relationship. it's a weird relationship, let me tell you. well, i'll tell you some other time. for now i'll just tell you that there's supposed to be some level of confidentiality and respect to that relationship. and part of that is actually law, thanks to a certain CLueless past president. groan.

obviously the public has lost a great deal of respect for doctors. just take a look at all those dumba** medical shows on tv. ugh. i can't stand them. and still, if doctors were to be publicly flippant about their interactions with patients, i think the public would get all up in arms and feel violated or whatever.

all that to say, boy do i ever have stories to tell. i'm just not allowed to tell them. instead i cloak them in poems and other cryptic forms of expression.

hmm. that's not a very interesting point to have made after all.

well nevermind then.

by the way, we really were covered up to our knees in blood the other day.