Nice cars, Old women and BAD Driving Skills

So the other day while on my way to meet some friends for lunch, I had two older ladies almost hit me, or should I say run into my car.

The first was pulling out into the street from my place of residence. There is construction going so there is only one lane in the south bond traffic, which is the way that I was going. I had to wait for the light since it was a left hand turn. I went after it turned green and then out of my peripheral vision I see a Lexus cruising toward me. I slam on the brakes. AWWW Shit. She totally ran a read light, seems that getting to walmart quickly is worth almost hurting someone livelihood other than theirs. I honked and then proceeded on my way. I was pissed. Funny thing we were going to the same place. I honked at her as I passed her in the parking lot and then I gave her the bird. If she had actually dared to get out of her car I would have told her how responsible she had just been.

The second was an older lady in a BMW wagon. Totally cut me off trying to get onto the freeway. She moved over into my lane, almost grabbing my bumper as she did this, just outside of the intersection.

Seriously, I know we all want to get somewhere, but for crying out loud cars cause damage. They are made of metal, they hurt, and it is expensive.

What I want to know is if it is just a coincidence that they were both older women with nice cars or if it is in fact because these women are more reckless then needs be. Do they reason that they car drive with little skill or awareness since they have a lot of money and can pay for any damages (human or car)? Or is it that they just could give a shit about anyone else? Or maybe it is just that they might have made it this far through life without much strife and feel that they are impervious to bad things (I think this one pushes it...but I can not remember my exact thoughts of that morning.)

Seriously what do you all think?

By the way I did not name this blog Bombastic Opinions for nothing...if you do not like it do not read it. I am still a nice person even though I do not always think nice thoughts. Come back tomorrow for my feelings on society.

AAHHH work

So for those of you who know me. I have been working (literally) quite hard at getting into nursing school to become a nurse. I took another big step recently. I accepted a job at the University Hospital in SLC. They just started their own program that they will pay for if you commit to working for them for at least 3 years. *&^% Yeah. I don't want to pay for &*(0.

I have been working there for 2 months. I have completed my training. It only took 5.3 weeks. Yikes. Hell yeah. I have been on my own for a few weeks. A couple of grave weeks and one day week.

To be honest with you I thought that I might be in the wrong place. I had some serious doubts about what I have been working toward. I didn't think I could do it. Not one bit.

I have made myself commit to at least six months of doing this. I think you need at least that with any job. You are still learning the first few months how to do it all, then you are getting your routine set, and then you are getting good at it. So I have until December to make it official.

So the week that I thought I was in the wrong place was just a busy week. One shift I didn't get to sit down and eat at all. I had some coffee and fruit snacks half way through my 12 hours. I couldn't think and made no sense at all when talking to patients. I was having night mares about vital signs. AAHHH it was bad.

BUT.... I think this might just be what day shifts are like. Pure shit. I don't like them. I want to work only nights....graves rock hard.

This last week was the best I have had...don't confuse this with me thinking it will be the best ever. There will be more shitty weeks with just as many good/great weeks. Lets hope the good/great out weigh the shit.

I even had a patient shit on me. Seriously. Most terrifying experience ever but definitely made me realize that I am in the right place. I can handle it. I can. Yeah. I may be nervous as you can be....but I can do it.

Since this is so long I will post some amazing stories later on. They are great.

to clarify a little about talking about # 2

Hey so that you all know and are not confused. I don't talk about poo with strangers. I don't say to the person next to me, "WOW that was the biggest greenest poop I ever had .....and oowwee the smell."
NO generally it is with people that I know, mostly people that I work with, and some close friends who I know have the same interest or pooing abilities that I have.

I rarely if ever talk about the color, the viscosity, or the smell. I might, however, done this at one time or another if it was quite remarkable. I do however talk about the frequency of my poos, the schedule that I am on for poos, and the greatness of the poo if it is noteworthy.

I will tell you how this talking of poo began. I was in the hospital once for a few days (15). I had a hard time having a BM there. In fact I went 5 days with out a BM. It was the most painful experience ever, I wanted to die. I was crying because there was nothing I could do. Suppositories were the only thing that worked. EMBARRASSING. I made a promise to myself to never let that happen again. When I am on pain pills I try to get off them quick...part of the problem. Since that time I count my poos. I have quite a few in a day. Some are shocked but it is true. I poo a lot. 3-5. yes 3-5 times a day. not a week a day.

If I get off schedule I know it. I think about it. I think that more people should be as aware of things like this. If you know what it looks like or the frequency of it. You will be able to determine a lot about your body if something starts to go wrong. Doesn't your doc ask about poo and urine when you visit if you have a prob?

Poo is alright. I try not to talk about it with strangers. Just kidding I don't unless they bring it up. customers at tables at ppine have done this. If they bring it up it is fair game.

Thank you all for your input. I will try to keep me poo knowledge to those who appreciate it. You know who you are. Most importantly I know who you are.

hmmm normal

so I just want to pose a question to everyone out there in blog land. Poo

Do you think it is normal or abnormal to talk about it?

I wan to know your opinion.

Cole, Kris, and I in Cali (Pismo Beach style)

Commuting

Hell yeah....I have been commuting. I just want to give it a try and i think that it will help me get up so that I am not always running from my car to the time clock.
Well in my minimal few days of travel I have witnessed something odd. I has to do with people and public transport.

I have a link to a blog about people and what they read in SF. Well if I were to do this blog in SLC it would be short. On one day in, one car, just looking at about 12 people....that is two rows of people. I witnessed 3 book of Mormon readers. Yes they were marking and taking notes also. So you can see how the blog would be boring...it might be interesting to see how often they read it and if they read any other types of books.....HM an idea?
Any way on this particular day sitting across from one of the gentlemen (yes they were all men) there was another man reading a book....you will love this. The title of the book was "Group Therapy in the bed room" seriously where else. I was dying...but then it was like 0620. I just wanted to do that but it was really early and I didn't have coffee.

Wait for more....everyday is an experience on TRAX....really a whole new world of people take public transport.

new job

i got a new job. I have been wanting to do this for awhile, but lacked the motivation to do anything about it. I started applying in May and had some interviews. One went really awesome. I didn't get that job but she gave me a great reference. Told me that she would have loved to hire me but they had only one opening and I just didn't have enough experience. She asked if she could give me a reference or a recommendation for future position in the hospital. Hell Yeah anything to help a girl out. I got a call like 3 hours later setting up another appointment. I got that job. Seriously it is awesome when people give a little more effort and I totally benefited from someone giving a little more.

I will be working as a CNA at the University of Utah hospital on 6 north. I am taking a pay cut. I have to commute. I have to work a lot more and probably a lot harder than I do now. I am so excited about this. REALLY. I think it couldn't have come at a better time.

It is crazy how things just fall into place when you are ready to move on or just ready to step into that next phase of your life. I guess that is why it takes me so long to do anything I wait until it falls into place rather than making it happen. Well I guess I am making it happen just by doing the things that I am doing.

One step closer to nursing school.

Oh on a side note. This is the same floor that I was a patient on when I was hurt a few years ago. How odd is that or do you think it is just one of those things? tell me what you think