When I punched out a week ago, I had a small pile of things I was taking with me. I didn’t have much there to take in the first place. Maybe I could have taken the picture of me and Shawshank off the fridge. I left a phone charger, and I think a tiny penguin…
It’s time to celebrate another Saturday, where I’ll plan to do chores and pack things, but probably won’t do anything except watch Netflix and complain that the house is a mess.
We had a new patient come in this afternoon. In the span of the 10 minutes it took me to fill his rx while the poor pharmacist dealt with him, he told us a) Donald Trump is “a good egg”, and b) Obama is getting arrested. I would’ve chalked him up as another generic conservative…