“Dirty Pumps Only”

That’s what the sign says on the avatar I had for a split-second:

I really couldn’t make up my mind on which avi to use, but I like my gasping cartoon lady avatar:

I think she’s here to stay. For a while at least.

But..on to the Dirty Pumps..

What ARE “Dirty Pumps”, you may ask? Well, when we dispensed IV’s, we would often have to send an IV pump along. When the facilities were done, they’d send them back to us, used, and, well..dirty. We had 2 sections, one for the clean unused pumps, and one for the dirty pumps that would need to be cleaned, using some nasty stuff called Sporicidin.

One of the male techs was usually recruited to do this deed, because women of child-bearing age shouldn’t be exposed to nasty chemicals like that. (Even though we were SURROUNDED by poisonous, evil antineoplastic drugs and such all day long!) But, I digress…

So..what to do when waiting for the afternoon scripts to come burping out of the fax machine? Well, you amuse yourself, of course. Now, it wouldn’t have been as silly if I’d held up the “Clean Pumps” sign, would it? I was laughing quite a bit, which might account for the goofy expression on my face, and the angle doesn’t help, either. But that’s ok, we were enjoying ourselves, and it’s nice to see that pic and remember.

Ahh..those were the days…when I had a job. Before my pharmacy merged, and packed up to a new, far-away location.  I couldn’t go with. Many of us didn’t. They couldn’t..or should I say… WOULDN’T pay us enough to make the 2 hour commute up to the southwest corner of what I will refer to as “where God lost his shoes”.  Especially when they would have stuck most of us with an overnight shift.

No frickin’ way.

So, here I sit..reminiscing, unemployed, and waiting for rejection or acceptance by the governmental powers-that-be.

We had some really good times at the old place. It was like a family, and I miss it, ‘Dirty Pumps’ and all.

I’ll probably end up changing my avi again.  If I could only change my life as easily as I change my avatar.  That would be pretty damn sweet.