Day 44 - Ponte Vedra, Inksmith, TSI, Joose Adventure

Today started off amazing. I slept in until 11:30, and when I finally wok up, it was my mom waking me up telling me that she got me French Toast from the Brick. God it was delicious. If I could eat that every meal for the rest of my life, I would be content. Fat, but content. We spent the afternoon in Ponte Vedra at Granny’s house. Her surgery went well, and she is just recovering. We didn’t do much, and just relaxed. I went to Fresh Market and Publix and did some grocery shopping then we made dinner. Granny seems to be doing really well. She didn’t seem tired or anything at all.

When I got home tonight I took a shower and got ready to go to TSI. Jenn picked me up and we began our Adventure of the Evening. We were going to go to Kickbacks for a while since Mike Woods was going to be up there, but we wanted to find someone to get us Joose. We stopped at the 7-11 in Five Points, and tried to see if anyone we knew was in the parking lot. While sitting in the car I heard the most hilarious conversation.

Jenn looked over at the next car, where a girl was sitting with the window down: “Hey, is your name Felicia?”
Felicia: “Yeah….”
Jenn: “Oh we met once at Emily’s house.”
Felicia: “Oh Jenn, right?”
Jenn: “Yeah. What are you doing tonight?”
Felicia: “Going to a five kegger at Cuppy’s house.”
Jenn: “Oh do you know Jmo? She will be there.”
Felicia: “No. Who is she?”
Jenn: “Oh she dates Boots.”
Felicia: “Oh, friends with Titties right?”

What the hell. Do people not have normal names anymore? Cuppy, Jmo, Boots, Titties. From here on out, my name is Unicorn. That fits in much better than “Kate.” Felicia said they don’t card at the gas station, so I sent Jenn in to try her luck. Fail. We went to Kickbacks and sat there for seriously 2 minutes then got bored and left. Then we drove back and went to Inksmith, where Mike Woods was still working. We hung out for a bit and watched Lee finish tattooing this one girl, then Mike bought us our Joose. Hoorah. From there we went to TSI and hung out in the car for a little while. We parked on the side of the road near the river, and we sat and watched everyone walk by. There were some funny looking people. One guy was walking towards the car, and he was waving the whole time. We waved back thinking, “ooohh he’s drunk.” Then he walked right at the car and opened my door. Jenn and I both screamed bloody murder. He just said, “oh” and closed the door. It was scary. But of course two seconds later a homeless man walks past and I rolled down my window to make him come over to the car. He was wearing this awesome shirt, and I told him I liked it. Then he just took it off and said, “Here, it shouldn’t smell too bad” and just gave it to me. We gave him the rest of our drinks and took pictures for a bit then headed towards TSI. We told him to walk with us and right when we got there he flipped. Started making a scene and freaking out because I “stole his short.” Jenn had to run back to her car and get it because both of us were scared that he would just break in and get it. While she was gone he said, “Oh you enjoy that shirt. I am just gonna go home and get another one.” Um? Home? Another shirt? What about him flipping on us? We stood in silence for a minute and he said, out of nowhere, “You know it is true what they say about black men.” And I just pretended not to hear, but then he practically screamed it. I was just like, “Oh really.” And he said, “Yes. It all has to do with SEX!” I had no reaction to that one at all. Jenn came back and dressed him and sent him on his way. We scurried into TSI to get away.





Once we were there, safe and sound, Jenn got a quesadilla. I don’t feel like you should ever get food at a place where everyone is supposed to be drunk. Apparently it wasn’t too delicious. We hung out with Clayto for a bit then went inside. There was no one there at all. The majority of the night was spent outside talking with people or meandering about. All in all, it was a hilarious night. The whole time we were driving home my wine bottle was rolling about underneath my seat and I couldn’t find it. But every so often you could hear CLUMP. CLANK. And for some reason each time Jenn and I just cracked up.



Manly.

Day 43 - Week Three, Friday

Last night was amazing. Right after I left work I went back to the apartment, hanged, and left to go to the museum. I got in free and there was no one there at all. Amazing combination. They had a contemporary art exhibit, which left me in the most amazing mood possible. They had Sally Mann, Barbara Kruger, Banksy, Judd, Hirst, Rauschenberg, and so much more. I was shocked by the Banksy piece. I would never expect to see something like that in a non-major museum. It was half of a phone booth surrounded by rubble. The first time I passed by there, there were about 5 or 6 security guards just loitering and following me around because there was nothing else for them to do. I went into another wing and shook them off, and when I came back, there was no one around the Banksy piece. I wanted to steal a rock from the rubble so bad. It would definitely not be missed, there were thousands. But there were security cameras all over the place. Ugh I want a Banksy rock. I wasn’t even allowed to take pictures. As I was leaving I asked about the Banksy piece, and the woman kept calling him “Banksky.” People tend to do that a lot for some reason and I don’t understand. There is one “K.” Not that hard to pronounce this two syllable word. I left with a few books, of course.

As I was leaving I called Ashley and told her about it, and I got to talk to her for a while, which was nice. I have been trying to call her for weeks and finally she answered her phone. As I was talking to her I drove down Las Olas and drove around the beach area or a bit, then went to Cheesecake Factory and picked up some dinner.

Today at work was boring. I honestly can’t remember what I did. Nothing important, obviously. I did get the majority of the newsletter cleared, and I am happy about that. This afternoon right after I left Good Sam I drove home. The drive was long and boring, and most importantly uneventful. Right when I got home Jenn came over and just sat around while I cleaned my room. It is a wreck. Why is it that when you are cleaning you must first make a much bigger mess than when you started? I hate that.

Day 42 - Week Three, Thursday

This morning started out awesome. I didn’t have to deal with drying my hair or anything this morning and I had nothing to do, AND I didn’t have to be in West Palm until 9:00 so I didn’t even get out of bed until 7:15. Usually I leave well before Marsha but this morning when I heard her yell and tell me that she was leaving, I was still in bed. I went with Denise and Julia to a meeting with an advertising company. They are called the Boner Group, but pronounce it the Bonner Group. The sign on their door looked like it said “Boner Big Group.” Basically I just stood there and laughed until Denise got there.



I obviously have the maturity of a 13 year old boy.

When we got back to Good Sam I had a conference call with a woman in Dallas who is charge of a branch of social media networking out there. I sat on the call for a half hour, and she never came. Then around 12:15 Denise comes in and asked why I hadn’t called in. I didn’t think about the time change. Fail. We are talking tomorrow instead. All afternoon I worked on the newsletter, and Carrie and I found a way to print it. It looks awesome and I am so stoked.

I am going to try to go to the museum today instead. It doesn’t close until 8. Leaving work now.

Day 41 - Week Three, Wednesday

Woke up late this morning for the first time since being here. I usually leave at 7:30 and I woke up at 7:40. I was supposed to go to a meeting with Denise and the CEO and I missed it. That’s just awesome. Today at work was pretty boring. I honestly cant even remember what I did. Oh, I watched a Cath Lab procedure and that was interesting. I had no clue what was going on though so I didn’t get much out of it. I was so tired I fell asleep watching it. Only I could manage to do that.

This afternoon I left work and drove staight to Gardens to go to the mall there. I wondered around, went to Nordstroms, exchanged one of the dresses I bought, and did some shopping. My appointment at the Apple store was for 7:30, so I arrived at 7:15 and checked in. I got a case and whatnot for my phone, and around 7:35, a woman comes up to the Genius bar and is like, “Hi I have an appointment for iPhone at 7:15.” And they guy checked her in. I was so angry. I get there 15 minutes early, she gets there 20 minutes late, and they take her before me. And she took forever. Finally my phone got fixed, and I just got it swapped for a new one, which works awesome. Well, it woks how it is supposed to. I ate dinner at Chickfila and went home.
When I got back Marsha was already back, since her flight was early. We talked for a bit and then she went to bed. I am about to go to bed and it is only 11:00. Awesome.

Day 40 - OR DAY! Slash worst day imaginable

Today was OR day. I woke up early and got to Good Sam at like 7:30. I meandered about and finally found where I was supposed to be going. I met with a woman who paired me up with this nurse, who was really sweet. He was big and fluffy and flamboyant. Basically my favorite kind of person. There was another girl there who I think was about 16 or 17, and she is the daughter of the CEO. Jason took us all around the OR floor and showed us how everything works from the cleaning of the tools to the end where they have to be cleaned again. It was really interesting seeing how the actually hospital runs instead of seeing just the business side. He got us all suited up, with scrubs and masks and hats and everything. I looked quite ridiculous. It is impossible to look thin in scrubs. I ended up looking like a large green whale. With a mask. The first surgery we were going to watch was a knee surgery. I hate knees. Hate. Them. The second Jason said this my knees both felt so uncomfortable and I had goose bumps. I prefer to think that knees don’t actually exist, and I think that the world would be better off if we are all knee-less. Anyways, he took is in the OR and sat us down. He forced me to sit down because I was already feeling faint. The doctor came in and he was so old. I immediately felt uncomfortable on behalf of the patient. She had been crying and nervous. I would be gotten up and left had I seen the surgeon. The actual procedure was really interesting. I was freaked out at first but then got used to it. He inserted a little camera into her knee through one tiny hole, then through another hole on the other side of the kneecap he inserted a long tool. Just with these two little holes he was able to remove the majority of the arthritis from her knee. It was amazing. I have decided that arthritis looks like cotton candy.

After this we planned our afternoons. The other girl was going to watch a cataract surgery and I was going to eat. Jason gave me the option of going to a hernia repair surgery or a rectal tumor exam. Guess which one I chose. Hint: not the rectal tumor exam. On my way downstairs to eat I stopped to find Denise, who wasn’t around. But then I saw Jeremy and I was going down the stairs and he blew right past me. I stopped him and asked where Denise was and he just looked at me for a minute, confused. Then he realized it was me. In scrubs. Looking ridiculous. Then he laughed at me.

After I ate I went back to the OR and met up with Jason for the hernia repair. The other girl and Jason weren’t there this time so I was horribly bored during the prep. I was sitting at the woman’s feet, and I got a crystal clear view of when they inserted the catheter. I will have nightmares. The actual surgery was the same as the knee, with the tool and the scope. Although they had to actually cut into her to repair it. I couldn’t see anything, I could just hear the squishy sound effects. That, combined with boredom, make me just get up and leave.

I came back downastairs and Denise told me to just leave for the day. I decided it was a good time to go and try to get my phone fixed, even though I have an appointment at Apple tomorrow night. I just needed to sync it to make it work. I was stressing because my phone wasn’t working and Granny Franny was in surgery and I had no way for my mom to contact me without a working phone. So I left Good Sam and drove down to the Boca Town center to go to Apple and return some other things. I went straight to Apple, and the jerk at the door just wasn’t letting people into the store. And he gave no reason whatsoever. Just, “no.” that right there set the mood for the rest of my day. I went to go return some shorts and I was a complete bitch to the sales girl and I just didn’t care. I stopped by Nordstrom’s to return something and look for a blouse for work, and I got sucked into the BP department. I left with 3 dresses and that all amazing, and that improved my mood a bit. I headed back to Las Olas, because I wanted to go to the museum and to a movie since Marsha hasn’t been in town for a few days, and I didn’t want to spend the afternoon alone in the apartment. I got back to the building, changed into one of my new dresses, and tried to sync my phone. Didn’t work. It was like 3:15 and the museum closed at 5, so I thought I would make a quick trip to the AT&T store. Three AT&T stores later the guys just tells me that my phone is corrupted, and I just need a new one. I ended up going to Best Buy and bought a crappy AT&T GO Phone so I could at least call my mom to see if Granny was out of surgery. Which she is, and she is doing great. By this time, I was soaked because of the storm, and it was past 5:00 and I had missed the movie. I was in the worst mood imaginable all day long.

So now I am sitting in one of the comfy theater chairs and watching the worst movie I have ever seen on Disney. Dadnapped. Don’t waste your time.

Day 39 - Week Three, Monday

This morning I went to Delray because Denise is out of the office. I did the inventory with this old lady who has volunteered at the hospital for like 20 years. We were in this huge closet with hundreds of random things to count. Each time I said, “Oh this is cool” Carolyn would be like, “You like it? Its yours!” I ended up leaving with a huge bag of loot with shirts, a thermos, a flask, and even a briefcase. It’s awesome. Then I just sat in an office and did pretty much nothing. Later in the afternoon I went to the regional office and sat in on a social media-networking meeting. I am unnecessarily excited about that. They are going to be looking for someone to outsource to upkeep the twitter and facebook accounts for each hospital and they are already talking about hiring me. I pray I get that job, because I can do it from school. I left for the day after the meetings and had nothing to do all night.

Day 38 - Father's Day, Imokalee

Fathers Day. Liam and I took Daddy to the Brick this morning and that was nothing different then normal time with Daddy. Today Liam went to camp for the very first time. We went with the Whelan’s to Camp Immokalee to drop them off. It was cute and they were both so excited. The camp is located waaay out on Blanding, past Orange Park and in the middle of nowhere. There are about 16 kids in their cabin and no AC. Basically they will die.





I am back in Fort Lauderdale now. Not excited for a week of work.