I was reading a favorite blogger, NewNurseInTheHood where she talks about those freaks in ICU and what they want from us.
What they want is everything done and tied up in a nice red bow, so all they have to do is put the patient in their fluffy clean automatic turning beds and add the bunny boots, SCD's, Foley, wrist restraints and hang a fresh Propofol. Then, it's back to the nurses station to sit for another hour until they start their hourly rounds.
Last week there were a bunch of gift-wrapped papers with bows around them in the corner of the desk and I thought they were a school project for somebodies kid. Seriously, they looked like crap. Inside the wrinkled up mess were individual candles, apparently gifts from the ICU. Their new manager had brought them down and said they were relaxation candles and to help ourselves.
Well, after sitting there for days, somebody finally opened one and sitting right on top of it was a curly black pubic hair! Seriously, somebody up their doesn't mow the grass. Unbelievable, because we all know you couldn't pull a needle and a thread through their rectal orifice with a tractor if you tried.
Those C-word beatches! The game is on, you strident whores.
We're coming for you.
3 comments:
Bahahaha you're my favorite. Those crackwhores at my hospital wouldn't even try to send us pube hair relaxation candles, because we aren't considerate enough to tube them a versed drip, because there's no way how that could end poorly for us. Diry, dirty bitches.
that is so funny. I have often *thot* those thots about ICU RNs...but never voiced it out loud. Hahahaha. (ICU RNs and Teachers)
lol thanks for the laugh
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