How can you tell it was a really busy night on third shift?
When a lab tech (namely, me) is standing at the sink with a pile of bloaters at 6am.
How can you tell it was a ridiculously busy night?
When that same lab tech goes home and eats a full meal, despite the bloater nausea.
What I'm really saying here, Internet, is that I am cranky because all I have eaten in the past twenty-four hours is a muffin, a cupcake, a donut and string cheese.
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