I managed to wrench my foot quite nicely yesterday. I was sitting at my desk at work with my leg crossed when I decided I needed to go talk to someone. Instead of backing me up, my nurse drove me into the desk and my foot got caught between the desk and a table, twisting at an interesting angle. Ouch, said I. Except it came out sounding like:
fuckfuckowbackmeupbackmeupfuckfuckow
It still twinges a little, but Coach says I can still play on game day.
One of my other nurses is considering the purchase of both a TiVo and notebook computer. I don’t think she would be getting either if not for my evil geek influence. I can think of two or three nurses who eventually bought computers after working with me for an extended period. It’s interesting to notice the subtle influence we have on each other’s lives. One nurse taught me everything I know about beer and Terry Gilliam films.
