Thursday, March 25
Not A Hard Day’s Night
Officially, we didn’t steal money tonight at the General Hospital Security Department (GHSD), but neither Dave nor I were all that busy, and even the things we did do were done at a very leisurely pace.
As usual, we immediately got some tours out of the way, but this took over an hour, even considering we did all three: inside, medical office building (MOB), and the parking lot…To foil criminals who might be lying in wait for me, we started with an MOB tour…(Usually we start with an interior, then do an MOB tour.)…The plan was to do the MOB tour, then an indoor tour before seamlessly rolling into the parking lot tour…If we worked with some dispatch, all three could easily be done in half an hour.
Of course, it took ol’ Sparrow 90 minutes…One, dispatch was lacking, because unless we are being chased, we are rather leisurely walkers…Two, we got confused and had to backtrack on a couple of occasions…Three, we stopped to yap a couple of times.
Key with starting with an MOB tour is to get the scanpoint at the breezeway doors first…The door’s on your right in the hallway from the hospital to the MOB, and if you don’t hit it first, you have to backtrack because the main entrance is a scan point on both the interior and MOB tours…You can see the danger…There you are at the main entrance, expecting to end one tour and triumphantly start the next when BOOM, you have to head back out, scan the breezeway tag, and then trudge back to the main entrance.
It wasn’t the only backtracking we did, either, because we doltishly walked past the ER, which has a scan point…We were at the birth center when we realized it…Plus Lora was on duty, as floor charge nurse, and we get along pretty well, and we hadn’t seen her in a couple of weeks, so we stopped for a chat.
Shift Turnover Fun
e had some fun with Kolby at shift change…Kolby is well known for preferring Taser #1…We usually end up with Taser 2, but tonite, for some reason, we had Taser 1, which meant we could screw with Kolby…We did so.
It started when Kolby opened the safe for an available Taser…There were none…We have three, and Hunter already had his and, of course, David and yours truly still had one…We looked at Kolby, shrugged, and pulled our Taser out…We held it in our left hand and ran our hand under it as if we were displaying a prize…The sticker labeled #1 was visible.
Hunter laffed; Kolby did not…In fact, he pursed his lips in resignation, itself pretty funny…We recalled a line we use when talking about Officer Haley here.
– Why don’t you get on all fours and bark for me…
This got another laff out of Hunter.
– Hell, why don’t you dance for me, bitch…Something Polynesian.
Kolby laffed at this.
– Polynesian???…What the hell’s that???
Then Kolby brilliantly noted that he was here all day, while we wanted to get home and go to sleep, so we could turn over his preferred Taser at our leaisure…We sighed heavily, nodded our head, and turned over Taser 1.
Dare To Keep Up
We were in the mood for something different on our walk today, so instead of turning left and heading to the high school, we headed out on Main Street to the post office…Then we turned right and headed a block up to North Street…The original plan from there was to walk the mile all the way down to Maple Street, head back to Main Street (those keeping score at home know The Shire is at on the far corner) then back up to the gym, which would be two miles…However, on the way down North Street we decided to head out to the river…From there, we turned around and headed back to Main Street before returning to the gym…2.3 miles…In 39 minutes, which comes out to our more-or-less usual 3.5 mph pace…It was a good day for a walk, too: cool but hardly chilly, with no breeze…Before that we got three sets of forms in, and after the walk, neck work.
Sparrow’s Sleep Log:
0930 Friday until 1630 Friday…7.0 hours for the day and 44.5 hours for the week, figures regular readers of this crap know are both pretty solid heading into Saturday’s finale.
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