And his momma cried.....
2006-12-07

The place where I had to go for my drug test yesterda was in the dregs of the ghetto. I worried that I'd come out to find my car missing or at least missing wheels. Fortunately that didn't happen.
To get through to the corporate care section you had to walk through the free clinic. There were lots of interesting people (and smells) there.
The receptionist at the desk was very friendly, worthless as crap, but friendly. I had to fill out some forms and then had to do them over because I signed on the wrong line, right next to the X she marked to show me where to sign. Hello...
Then I was escorted to an empty waiting room where I waited and waited and waited. To kill time I tried translating the signs on the wall which were all in Spanish. I got to one that I finally figured out said that if you had been waiting for more than 30 minutes, to see the receptionist. I had and I did...
Then I waited some more. Finally after an hour someone came and got me. When I complained about the wait, she said no one had told her I was there. I peed in the cup, signed my initials eleventy six times and got out of there as fast as my legs would carry me. I'm glad I don't have to do that every month.
I should hear about things being wrapped up tomorrow and I'll give my notice on Monday. I'm right in the middle of all the major projects here. This is not going to be a happy time. C'est la vie...
Happy Thursday
Ron

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