"No one is good enough to save himself... so awake my soul tonight to boast nothing else." - Sandra McCracken

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

EVERYONE farts...


Ok, my sister-in-law told me my blog has been sad recently... So let me tell you a good story.

What is it about dudes? Most of us barely talk to each other if you stick us in a room together without something we HAVE to talk about (especially if you say we can't talk about sports). However, when a man walks into a bathroom, he all of the sudden doesn't care what anyone thinks about him or what he's about to do regardless of how sophisticated he is outside of the bathroom. For example, while I was in the bathroom here at work the other day a doctor walks in and without any (and I mean ANY) hesitation at all he lets out this monstrous fart.

Bbbbbbuuuuuuuurrrrrrmmmmp!

How am I supposed to respond?? Congratulate him on a job well done? Thank him for his work as a fine doctor trying to help people? Laugh at him? Ask him if he needs to take a vacation day after birthing whatever that was out of his system??

I did what any other man would do... snickered like a 5 year old girl when her Ken doll proposed to Barbie for the first time. I tried so hard to hold back laughing at this well respected doctor that makes $200,000 a year or more, but all of the sudden reminds me of my kinda redneck uncle that sells cars at one of those classy establishments with gun holes in the "Buy Here, Pay Here" signs and grunts loudly after every meal.

You'd be surprised at how often this actually happens. Most of the time I don't bust out laughing, but this time I was feeling froggy.

Can you imagine if these doctor dudes would actually let go like this in meetings and presentations? Would they still get the same respect?

"So I'd like to tell you about our trial "A Randomized Phase II Trial of Pre-chemotherapy Leukine vs Leukine-Dexamethasone in Combination with..." Bbbbbbuuuuuuuurrrrrrmmmmp! Sorry, I had breakfast burritos."

How awesome would that be?

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

frustrating

Karen has been dealing with a battle here at work recently with a co-worker that is giving her trouble. Many of you know the situation, so I don't need to go into too much detail, but it's getting worse. The co-worker has been causing trouble for several of us since she's been here because of the way she does business. She is unorganized and unable to accept when she messes up... Karen and I are usually the ones that have to fix what this person breaks and quite frankly, we're tired of it. Karen has to deal with it much more than I do and because she has such a good heart, she's trying to handle things as best as she can. Me? I would have snapped and yelled at this lady several times for the way she treats Karen. In fact, it's hard to hold back my emotions as a husband when I see someone treat my wife like crap. This is the difficult part of working with your spouse closely in an office environment. (Side note: I still love working with Karen every day!). Anyway, so Karen is now to the point where she told one of our two bosses that she is going to find another job if he doesn't assign her to a new project soon. Our other boss, who has more authority overall, has lined up another project for Karen to work for that would keep her here with us. However, the two bosses have not discussed this yet. It's getting a little nutty around here. So Karen is going to draft a letter today to our boss and tell him she's not going to deal with this any more and will find another job somewhere else if she has to, which I doubt she will need to do. It's going to be a very interesting week.

I just hate to see her have to put up with this kind of stuff.