Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Be At Peace, Grandma

Grandma has passed.

My sister said that it happened about 8:50pm.

We have been expecting this for the past several months. What I didn't expect, which really hit me like a ton of bricks, was to declare it. It was unofficial because I'm a direct relative, but I still had to break out my stethoscope and confirm it. I think that was the hardest part.

You will be missed, Grandma. Tell Grandpa and the others that we all said "hi".

Tuesday, May 30, 2006

A much needed Vacation

We just got back from a vacation at South Padre Island. We took the new car out and got a nice hotel room right on the beach. The ulcers that I've previously had from high school have flared up again from all the stress. Needless to say, sitting on the beach and drooling while my brain recharges did a lot of good for me.

I'm really tired from the drive so I'll post a few pictures soon with some more details. Good night, all. By the way, gas down there is about $2.59 for regular unleaded. hmmmmm.

Sunday, May 21, 2006

Daddy's new ride

We've been needing a family car for so long. We finally did it. I present the family's 2006 Honda Pilot EX-L.

Zelda and I are extremely pleased with our choice. We got it for a great price. Want to know how? We took it for a test drive, found an empty parking lot, and "christened" it. We told the dealer what we did so that they had no choice but to meet our price. Just kidding.

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

Learn to Speak English Or Else Part III

For those of you who don't know, my mom owns a nail salon. She speaks very broken English, but she does understand it. Some of her employees haven't quite grasped the full meaning of the language but they're getting close. That's what makes for a decent laugh sometimes.

My mom had some customers come in to have their nails done. In order to minimize their wait time, the customers were split up among everyone in the salon. One of the customers explained to one of my mom's employees, we'll call her Jean, that she was getting her nails done for her father's service because he had just passed away.

Jean said, "Oh really? Congratulations!"

Obviously, the customer was furious. She called out to my mom, "Gwen! Did you hear what this person said to me?! She CONGRATULATED me on my father passing away!"

Calmly my mom asked Jean in Vietnamese what happened. Jean said that the customer told her that her father completed something. She's not quite sure what. Realizing the mistake, my mom quickly explained to Jean that the customer's father had died. Jean cupped her hands over her mouth in humiliation. Then, my mom turned to her long time customer.

"I'm sorry about that. When you say he 'pass away', they think you mean he pass a test or something like that. You have to say that he died. They don't understand 'passed away'."

For at least a short period of time, Jean unintentionally got someone who was in mourning to completely laugh her ass off.

Friday, May 12, 2006

She's a man eater

I've noticed something very peculiar about working with female doctors. They seem to attract some of the weirdest female patients. I was working today going between the exam/treatment rooms and trying to take care of as many patients as I could so that no one has to wait for a long time. I walked into this one room and this woman just shot me this look of complete disgust. I noticed it, but decided to be cordial anyways because I am a professional now and I (teeth grinding) fucking have to. It's not that bad, actually. I like helping and educating people. Besides, 99% of the people I meet are more than happy to have a free second opinion.

What I dislike are hating lesbians. Regular lesbians, I don't mind.
They're regular folks just like me. They give others a chance before they judge them, just like me. They like to eat pussy, just like me. Man hating lesbians are as bad as racists.

Anyway, I walked into the room and introduced myself. I went over her records and read the subjective part of her complaint. Now, when one of the assistants takes a subjective, I like to repeat it so that I can verify with the patient what was written in order to assure the utmost accuracy about the patient's complaint. I repeated the basics of her complaint and asked if that was right. She paused before barking a "yes." Obviously, my HELP was not appreciated. Just then, I heard the other doctor mention that she was going to check to see if the room that contained the traction unit was available. We happened to be in that room. So, I opened the door and the other doctor was standing there. I flashed her the, "Get me the hell out of here" look. She saw it and asked if I could hook up the other patient to the traction machine while she dealt with the bitch I was TRYING TO HELP.

Now, I understand that people will have preferences. Some people will only go to one hair stylist because they know that that one hair stylist knows what they want. All you have to do is ask for that person. If another hair stylist comes up to you and calls you up, you would at least have the courtesy to POLITELY ask the hair stylist for the one you prefer, right? No harm done. I understand that.

Afterwards, the other doctor and I were talking about that patient. I told her about how I used to work with other female doctors and I learned how to avoid man hating lesbians. Again, regular lesbians were no problem. I get along with regular lesbians. Hell, I used to have a crush on a girl who turned out to be a lesbian. Still do. Just kidding. But, that's another story.

I just don't get the whole man hating lesbian bit. It's just the same as the whole white man is the devil bit (granted some are) or the whole blacks are lazy criminals bit (granted some are). I didn't do anything to this bitch. Why automatically give me an attitude? I mean, we have another lesbian patient who POLITELY asked me for the female doctor because she felt more comfortable with another female. NO PROBLEM! I can completely understand that. So to man hating lesbians everywhere, chill out and go eat a pie (and I'm not talking apple or blueberry...I'm talking cherry.) There, I'm done ranting.

Tuesday, May 09, 2006

Blogmeet 2006

This past weekend was one of the most fun filled weekends I've had in a long time. First off, Friday was Zelda's birthday. We did a little bar hopping with Jen and her husband. It was just as if we were back in college. Except that we now have a little more money to booze it up.

Saturday was blogmeet 2006. I'll let the pictures do the talking.

First, there's Inanna and Brighton

Next, we have Jeanette and Kristin

As you can tell from Zelda's expression, we had a great time.

You can't come to Texas and not have a Showdown.

Okay, here's a link to Jeanette's pictures of the weekend. Look at this picture first then click here. As you can see in the link, tinyhands and I were "analyzing" where Inanna's hands were heading.

Somehow, we got into a conversation about that movie "The Breakfast Club". We wanted to see if Brighton could try to put on lipstick while being held into place with her....assets.

She's going for it!

Inanna is so drunk here, yet she still takes great pictures.

For some strange reason, I thought I had pictures of Jen and her husband Vince as well as Sam and his lovely wife Stephanie. My apologies to y'all. However, since they all live in Houston, we'll get pictures of them in the near future.

Overall, it was an incredible weekend.