dawn's in trouble; must be tuesday

my dermatologist has an intern, or someone of the like. at my appointment today, some gal in pink scrubs with a longhorn on them followed her into the exam room i was in. the intern-type gal was holding the prescription pad. so the doc and i discussed what new lotions and solutions and ointments (oh my) i would go on now, while intern gal wrote it on the prescription pad. then she showed it to the doc, and in a calm voice, she explained to the intern what she did wrong and what should be included on the Rx (such as how many times to use per day and what size the Rx should be and how many refills). it reminded me of the type of supervisor i should've been to my past underlings to have gained their trust instead of most being afraid of me and thinking me a harpy.

also, it was the fastest visit i've ever had with my dermatologist. the longest wait i've had has been an hour to get to an exam room, followed by waiting another 20 before being seen. today, i waited for 5 minutes to get to an exam room, then 10 to see her, then about 5 minutes of face time, and another 5 for the intern to come back with some samples. i was in and out and back to work in about 40 minutes (the office isn't too far from where i work). it was like i had a lunchtime quickie with a really cheap hooker/drug dealer, except instead of sex, i got to sit around a lot and leave not really feeling very satisfied. ok, i guess it was a little like sex.

towards the end of the day, i found out that this incompetant guy that works for one of our clients at work (and who has caused nothing but problems and missed deadlines since he started) was fired. i was never happier to hear that someone got fired. sure, it sucks for him and his wife and three kids, but the guy was an idiot who didn't really seem to know what his job entailed and didn't pick up fast enough in a fast-paced environment. there's room for trial and error, but when deadlines are continually missed and money could be lost, not to mention producing a subpar product, things have to change. plus, the guy was a total massengill-head. good riddance.

when i went to go drop off my prescriptions at h-e-b a little earlier, the pharm tech told me it would be about a 20-minute wait. i said it was all right, and that i'd actually be back to pick them up tomorrow. besides the fact that i've had many 20-minute waits at the h-e-b pharmacy turn into 80-minute waits, i'm dead tired. and i chose tonight, probably the most sinful day of the year (although i'd rather like to spend this day thinking about pancakes), to be the first night in about 2 weeks to not drink.

and now i wait for cookin' good to come on at 10 and laugh my tiny ass off at arcie's and shasta's drunken cookin' antics. sweet. what would i ever do without austin public access tv shows? (that was a rhetorical question. you can go away now.)