so here's the thing - ive just come home from a lover-ly 38 (no, that's not a typo) hour shift..... welcome to my field. i am tired... i am exhausted. i am beyond thinking about sleep. in fact - i have another shift tomorrow morning at 9am. joy. that gives me precisely 8hrs to sleep and get up to go again............................... if i go to sleep NOW.
oh ya - did i mention its a 24 hr shift?? yuppers.
sometimes i wonder why i actually volunteer to do these shifts. oh yeah - the money. its ALWAYS about the money isnt it??
anyWHO - my meaningles story this evening has absolutely nothing to do with this, but the fact that during my lengthy shift today i spent almost an hour wading in discolored water......
discolored? yeah.... lets just say, the toilet got clogged and overflowed. apparantly i dont really have too many skills in the unclogging buisness of toilets - not that i thought there could be too many skills in the first place. i had always figured u just simply push the ugly looking rubber thing at the end of the stick (aka: a plunger) in the toilet bowl and KA-BAM!! toilet unclogged.
apparantly these things arent that easy.
oh - and i should mention that i didn't exactly "wade" in the toilet overflow......... it was more like it splashed up onto my toes (i was in flip-flops) as the bucket holding the water we mopping up from the initial overflow convieniently tipped over. i would have gotten out of the way but i was baracaded in the washroom by my toilet-plunger assistant who will remain nameless.
but yeah.... long story - short... the toilet got clogged. i was nominated to assist in the unclogging process, which only resulted in more overflow-age.... which i compensated in cleaning in by mop and bucket - which was tipped over...................................... i made the executive decision to add towels to the cleaning process as they dont have the tendency of tipping over when full of discolored water from the toilet that (at this point) i am making a conscious effort to convince myself that its just dirty dish water or something...
we cleaned the floor by mop and towel.... then lined the base of the toilet with the pre-soaked towels and plunged once more.
more bubbles.
more overflowing waters of death.
i passed my title of toilet-plunging queen to the next available staff and walked away in my now slightly soaked flip-flops making mental notes to throw them out as soon as i walk into my door at home..............
glad i could share this splendid experience with the world.....
gawd i need sleep.
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