Monday, October 24, 2011

What in the world could make a brown-eyed-girl so blue?

I was thinking on the way home what I might address in this week's Monday edition. (That's when I heard the song from which I took my post title.) You don't have any expectations most probably because this is the first Monday of this particular blog, but you might, being that it's Monday, and typically the start of most working individuals' work weeks. So I thought I'd start there. It began early in the work day today, which starts at around 8:30am. One of my patients ("pts" from here on) passed me in the hall and shared that there was a puppy in the lobby and it peed on the floor. I was confused. A puppy? In our lobby? And it peed on the floor? She was directed to go to group as she was already late, and I passed Tina who is another clinician, who commented that of course something like this would happen on a Monday. She shared as she passed me that she had to clean up after the, yes puppy, who, yes peed, on our carpet in the lobby. One of her pts had asked last week if he could bring his puppy in to group and he was told not to but he heard what he wanted to hear apparently. Anyway, that was the first cliche thing to happen "on a Monday".
Perhaps now would be a good time to introduce the characters. It's Monday like I said, so yesterday they weren't around, but today they were, and they all have varying degrees of importance in my life (assigned mostly by me). These characters can be grouped as follows: Coworkers, My Pts, People I See At the Gym on an Almost Daily Basis ("gym ppl" from here on), Roommates, Family and Friends. Today I had only phone contact thus far with Family and Friends, I walked one of my roommates (<3 Petey), and saw almost all of the key players in the Coworkers and Pts groups, as well as the gym ppl group. Let me use Monday's post to dedicate to the coworkers. They're like second family anyway so I'll probably talk lots about them. Tina is in the coworker category. She's funny but she's been really stressed lately and apparently it started pretty early today with her cleaning up her pt's puppy's pee. She wears impressively stylish clothes. Then there's Dr. S. He's our Russian psychiatrist who used to be a gynecologist. I like the attitude about life that he presents with. It's refreshing. Laura was the first internship supervisor I had in grad school, and now she's in the coworker category too. She works and walks and talks like a boss boss. She'll get there someday soon I think. I aspire to one day have the attitude to match the look that she gets on her face when she's telling off Jon in her playful way. That attitude where you know you're right about something and your voice drips of it, and there's a neon sign over your head that blinks proclaiming it.
Speaking of Jon. All you need to know about Jon are the following items: he's very into his music that can range from the band that originally did "Hallelujiah" to the Arctic Monkeys, he likes Mt Dew (diet or regular), and his wife dresses him impecably on a daily basis, matching ties to socks, with daringly bright colors of shirts to match. He's a do-gooder and I aspire to be as unapologetically philanthropic someday. I wonder how many times he's been nominated Employee of the Quarter in his time there. We swap cds all the time and he insists on buying me a Dew whenever he gets them $1.11 or cheaper. Jackie is my officemate. She's going through a lot but she keeps on going. She has damn good fashion sense and a sharp eye for organization vs. clutter. I'm afraid of what she'd do to my desk if she had her way. She insists on helping me with paperwork for my track but I feel guilty doling out work to her because I'm not ready to stand by my employment title yet on my own. Laura isn't very tall but often I wish I could hide behind her.
Sheli is the wo-man at the front desk that keeps everyone--employees and pts alike-- in check. I personally think that a lot of everyday things that everyone takes for granted would completely fall to pieces if she wasn't there. When I started interning I found her very intimidating immediately recognizing that she was not one that I would want to mess with. She started calling me "our little sweetie" or something to that effect and she still does sometimes, and Jon jokingly gives her a hard time about why he isn't treated the same way when he asks her for something. Leo is the most hardcore horror addict I've ever met, and he knows Stephen King in and out so he has my respect for that first and foremost, aside from all the other reasons (like his organization tendencies that rival Jackie's).
Lauren is the art therapist. Her hair, enthusiasm, and creative ideas are all equally adorable. Apparently her kitty is too but I haven't met him yet. She had my pts today first thing and bless her soul she took their various levels of lateness in stride. Today was a busy day and so I had very little contact with anyone else other than pts. I counted once because my mom asked and I think I cited roughly 28 or 38 people that work on the same floor as me. I know that's +/- 10 people but I don't remember...Anyway I only named 8 so that'll give you some idea of how much of the day was spent locked in various rooms. Group room for group, eval room for eval, and office for paperwork and case management nonsense. I'll do a part two tomorrow. For now I'm meeting Scotto (Friend category) at Surf Taco. Shrimp taco here I come. Have a good night and congratulations!! You made it almost all the way through Monday!!
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