God is good

A-mazing. God is Amazing. One week after I lost my cell phone and three hours after I ordered my new phone, at the Holy Spirit's prodding, I call the J.Crew store for the third time. They had my phone!!!! I called them the day I lost my phone, the day after I lost my phone AND I left them my name and home phone, just in case they found it. I never got a call, I thought all hope was lost. Fortunately the Creator and Sustainer of my hope kept it alive.

In other news, I made it through a week of work. I've now realized there are some skills I'm lacking that would make my job infinitely easier. I need to be able to speak: Russian, French, Spanish, and whatever Indian dialect my last evaluation spoke. It's pretty frustrating. We are given one hour to get a history from a patient, perform a physical exam, and give them some sort of appropriate intervention. In a patient who speaks perfect English and doesn't ask too many questions, 60 minutes is the perfect amount of time. Unfortunately, only about half of my new patients speak English. Seriously folks, if you have a difficult time understanding conversational English, you should not tell the secretary who schedules the interpreters that you don't freakin' need one!!! Sorry, maybe I'm being a bit extreme. The thing is, when this happens it makes me want to pull my hair out!

Riding on the train is always a fun experience. Recently it's been especially interesting. On Friday nights the trains suddenly transform into a party bus for all those under the age of 32. Last night riding home the train was packed with people all ready to get smashed and do a lot of things they'd regret later...er, i mean, have fun! Anyways, there was one guy who was standing against the doors with a look of angst on his face that only love gone wrong could cause. My suspicions of his current emotional state was confirmed when he started singing very loudly "And she willlllllll be looo-vvedd, and she will be lovved" I really thought Simon Cowell was about to come out of the throng of people to tell this guy he sucks. Unfortunately, we all soon realized this guy was serious. Needless to say I was so glad to see my stop.

Okay, gotta go get my hair cut, for what I'm hoping will be a good price. And not a bad cut.