After you have your eye held open by a contraption for 30 minutes, while having a wired toothbrush like thing scrape your cornea for 5 minutes straight, you could careless what touches your eye.
Also, I love my contact fitting appointments. My last two resident opthmalogists were really hot. Like, really hot.
I just did a thing that pisses me off. I more and more find myself writing in, like, telegraph style. I donāt know whether itās doing chart notes all day long or my prolific posting over something like 20 years now, but Iāll do a quick skim of something Iāve written and be like, āMotherfucker, WHERE are the pronouns?ā Itās not just pronouns, either, though no other example comes to mind. I just know that I do a lot of insertions if I proof myself knowing someone else will be reading (shared chart notes or emails).
Another thing that pisses me off about myself, with which Iām sure many of you will sympathize because it pisses you off, too, is that I write at such incredible length. Even I wish Iād STFU sometimes. So I build paragraph after paragraph but canāt form a complete sentence? WTF, self?
Although with regard to not shutting up, I found a pile of elementary report cards with my late motherās things several years ago and they almost all had some variation on āEmily talks too muchā along with a fairly frequent recurrence of ādisrupts others,ā and I am gratified that I have somehow managed to make a career out of not just my strengths, but also what is apparently a lifelong weakness.
I have worked hard to un-read this.
Itās not just clavicles that get lengthened
Good morning. Ya speak your mind and try to help others. Not everyone is ready or able to listen. Not your fault but maybe one part of what you post, will help someoneā¦that makes it worthwhile, plus you qualify your responses and forgive assholesish behavior. Iād say thatās strength. Just donāt waste too much energy on others who arenāt ready like I tend to do and wear yourself out. 
Donāt worry about me - if ever Iām too involved I pull back. But really, that doesnāt happen. Advice is something you have to give freely without expectation. Helping people is like planting seeds - sometimes they grow right away, sometimes not at all, but sometimes later, long after the person has moved out of your life. I know that things people have said or tried to say to me had impact long afterward, when I was ready to make changes. So I donāt wear out. This really is what I do for fun.
I would say to you that you should spend what energy is comfortable for you on trying to help people, and then let it help or not, but you tried. Donāt get invested in their response, be invested in your own process. So like food at work - if I just have enough for my own lunch I eat it. If have a little extra, I share with a friend. If I have a whole bunch, I share freely. Let the nurse who looks me up and down while frowning have a piece of my cake - who cares, I have plenty. Energy is the same.
If you think the residents are hot, you should see the attendings. Good lord, weāre beautiful.
Got caught. My cardiologist is hawt, and whenever he walks in my heart rate on machine goes upā¦I say itās just my ptsd from everything and seeing him, reminds meš
Soā¦ hangin out with the wife getting ready for bed around 12am and hear a house shaking āboomā. Thought maybe a tree fell on the house or a drunk drove into it. Grab a pistol and peak out the windows, the neighbor kids are having a bonfire. They only do that when the parents are out of town.
My best guess was a propane balloon bomb or wd-40 can in the fire. Figured they wouldnāt be dumb enough to do it again, lest the crabbier neighbors call the police. Five more minutes, 3 more explosions. So I go for a walk. Walk up to the party, 30 youthsā¦ half underage all hanging around the fire, good tunesā¦ booz in abundance. They send the Zack Effron hairdo looking kid out to greet me.
āHey guys, anyone missing fingers or got 3rd degree burns?ā
āOh nah, we just threw 4 tires in with the rims on. Didnāt know itād be that loud. Sorry man, youāre not THAT neighbor are you?ā
āNo Iām the nice neighbor. Just donāt maim anybody alright? Maybe no more artillery. That guy over there hates everybody and would love to see you kids get busted. Also everybody is crashing here right? No driving?ā
āYeah cool weāll behave.ā
As I walked away it occurred to me Iām an old boring dude killing the buzz. That pisses me off, haha.
Better to be him than THAT neighbour thoughā¦ You did the right thing.
Na, man; Iād say as far as buzzkills go you were pretty cool about it all.
Part of me was disappointed the confrontation involved the gun and a āgo ahead, make my dayā style comment
Haha. Shooting youths for noise violations might be a tad un justifiable vigilantism. Maybe if it was Texas and I only shot them in the pinky toe.
In seriousness Iām a firm believer in the force ladder for civilians: awareness, avoidance, de escalation, escape, appropriate force. If you make it to force youāve failed the first 4 steps.
Not to mention that when you CC any confrontation youāre in becomes an armed confrontation (your opponent could try and pull your weapon even if you donāt). Because you brought a weapon youāll be held to a far higher standard. So ego fights and bar nonsense are out of the question. Iām the most agreeable person on earth. The DAās around here usually charge both people in a fightā¦ So, not worth it.
I failed at avoidance on this occasion, but I knew that at least one of the kids was the neighborās kid and I was trying to keep them out of trouble.
Weāre you hoping for:
When go to my toolbox for a 7mm socket to perform a very simple job and find 4, yes four, 10mm but no 7, 8 or 9mm. I knew my toolbox was old, and I had some sockets missing, but damn, that pissed me off.
To piggy back on that - when my wife fails to put tools back in their proper place. A job that should take 10 minutes TOPS ends up taking twice as long when i have to search for the fucking tool.
Absolutely! The older I get, the more jealously I regard my time. I HATE searching for tools instead of doing the actual job.
And then he became Mr. White
I canāt stand having to fudge it with crap\wrong tools when there is one for the job that is only like $10.00.
How I feel whenever I venture into the comments section of a news article
