Yeah, I know I can delete threads. But I was wanting their ID to remain so you could know who needed deleting. Would you rather I simply delete the threads and email you the ID's? PS....I'll send this via email too. :wink:

I'm bored.

This should relieve your boredom...
Okay, since I did not work last Sunday night (due to being out of town and unable to return before I was due in for work) I covered last night (Sat the 20th). Before coming into work and training the new girl for thirds, I stopped by the local grocery store for cat food and some "to go" powdered mix of Crystal Light (store brand though). As I am waiting to check out (they are just about to scan my first item) I notice the manager of the store is running to and fro the phone and one of the grocery isles. I overheard her talking to EMS. Of course I could not just ignore it. (My conscience would haunt me forever if I did not at least offer to help, even though I am in a rush.) I offered to help and she pulled me out of line. On isle 6 there is a fiftish-yr-old, black male, over weight who has passed out. The lady who saw it happen says he simply started to sway and then went down like a brick. The man is now awake and aware when I reach him. There is a crowd there and a man is leaning over him. The bystander is taking the patient's pulse with one hand and has his other hand on the patient's forehead. (Hmm, they seem to have it in hand. I may not have to do a thing! How cool is that?) But then the manager says (even though I told her that I am a CNA "Certified Nursing Assistant") "Hey, this girl's a nurse. Let her take over." The other guy moves out of the way and quickly disappears. (I admit to envying him. Hey, I'm human, all right? So, it's not worth correcting the manager since I am certified and the other guy was not...not to mention the crowd parted and no one else around is now more able to care for the guy. Up to this point, I believed everything. Stuff like this happens all the time.) I settle down on the floor and begin taking the pulse (since the first guy ran off without telling me a d@mn thing! I later wondered if he was in on this and freaked when a "nurse" showed up). My first though was, "Dang! Strong and normal pulse for someone so bad off." The pulse is not racing, as frightened patients' are when they are going through something unusual and scary. The pulse is not slow, as patients' are when they are in a seizure or something. The patient says he has trouble breathing. No history of diabetic, hypo/hyperglycemia. Nothing! Manager says EMS is en route. (They are only 30 secs away by vehicle, but it has been over 5 mins since the call went out.) I roll the patient onto his side and position him in the standard rescue position to keep his airway clear, especially should he start to vomit. Then the guy passes out....with his eyes open! (Strange. I know you can die with your eyes open, but pass out with them open? This is when I began to believe it is an insurance sham or a bid for attention.) Beside me, the manager has the guy's wife on a cellular phone. The wife is not upset or frantic at all. The wife says (I could hear her say it!), "Tell him I have no way to get to the ER so if he goes then he will just have to sit there until I can pick him up in the morning." (Well, there is clue #2 for me. Seems this is not an unusual call for the wife.) Now I cannot PROVE the guy is faking it, so I give him an out. I leaned over and whispered in his ear. "Just so you know, if I have to do CPR on you, I'm gonna break at least one rib." I then pretend to check his breathing and said aloud "He stopped breathing. I need help rolling him to his back so I can begin CPR." One of the bag-boys helped me roll him onto his back. I pulled up the guy's shirt and...WOW! It's a miracle! The patient is suddenly breathing loudly and blinking his eyes and coming out of it! Halaluya! EMS shows up right then. As they pull the stretcher to a stop, I start giving them the patient's medical background (nada), pulse rate, and said, "It SEEMS as though he passed out twice." I tell you, these paramedics are quick on the uptake! They both stopped and stared at me. One even tilted his head a bit at me. I got the hint. "Yeah, he passed and stopped breathing only a few seconds ago. The instant I lifted his shirt to begin CPR the guy suddenly came around." I knew my message was received when both paramedics nodded at me. I got out of their way. As I walked back to pay for my groceries, I noticed the EMS dudes were no longer in a rush. They did not even bother to take vitals on the guy before transferring him to the stretcher and placing him in the EMS van. After paying for my groceries (each cash register has Purell...which I used right away!), I left the building to see the lady manager standing outside the EMS van. I felt bad for her. I still cannot PROVE the guy is faking, so I simply try to ease her mind by saying, "Trust me. This guy will be just fine. It is a petite seizure. They look scary though, huh?" She nodded. I then stated LOUDLY: "But he will be fine, please trust me on this. Chances are this guy won't even go to a hospital. The paramedics are outstanding and will treat him in the van. The patient will, more than likely, get out of the van after he is treated, get in his own car, and go home. After all, you heard the wife. She was not worried. So she's usued to this. Trust me. He'll get a quick breathing treatment in the van and leave." I said it loudly so the paramedics in the van could hear me. Now, anyone medical can tell you that most EMS vehicles do not even carry breathing equipment on them. But hey, the guys could fake giving him one. This would give the "patient" an "out". I left at that point. I will find out next trip if the patient took my "out". I bet he did. If so, the guy cannot pull an insurance claim, the grocery store may or may not have to pay for an EMS trip out (I don't know, but they won't be charged for a fake breathing treatment), and we tax payers will not have to pay for a hospital ER visit since the patient said he's been on disablity for his hurt back for over two years now and has no insurance. (You know, if *I* was in trouble medically, insurance would be the last thing on my mind.) Any how, I'm looking forward to seeing that manager again. Aren't you?

General Ranting...
Three of us got together and made this list. Add to it if you can. FOR THOSE WHO GET OFFENDED EASILY, SIMPLY DON'T READ. Can you add to it? :) The left-hand lane of the interstate is for PASSING. Do it and get outta the way. A red light means STOP. Not two more cars try to make it through. The EXPRESS LANE at the grocery store has a set limit on items. 10 or less, 12 or less, 15 or less or 20 or less... NOT 2 carts full or less. Write the check BEFORE the cashier is finished scanning your stuff. Wal-Mart is not the place to have family reunions or group debates. Get their phone number and call them later. Just get the hail outta the isle! Turn down your car radio. Nobody else wants to hear that crap you think is music. Hey, Girl Scouts. For $3.50 a box, looks like ya'll could put more than a handful of cookies in there. Hey, dillweed, that finger you showed me in traffic cancels out the chrome Jesus fish on the back of your Ford Tempest. Hey, you dirty little Mexicans, it's called SOAP. Look into it. When you're driving and its raining, day or night, turn on your headlights. hail, you can even turn them on when it's dark too. Hey, sackboy, the bread goes in AFTER the tuna cans. And double bag the gallon of milk. Miami must be the new capital of Puerto Rico. Mr. Postman, STOP FOLDING MY SUBSCRIPTIONS. I have a mailbox big enough to park a boat in. Lay the stuff flat. No, I don't habla. You're in America now. Speak English, or go the frack home. Put the farking cart in the cart corral or return it to the store, but DON'T leave it next to my car you lazy piece of garbage! And just because your wife/girlfriend/spoiled teenage daughter is planning on running in the store for just a few minutes, that doesn't mean it is ok for you to park in the fire lane and wait for the little princess to wander back out. The fire lane is supposed to be kept clear, just because your engine is running doesn't mean you are ok to be there. It is called standing, and is against the law. If you are overweight, please stop trying to squeeze into skinny clothes, it doesn't look good on you. When you have rolls bulging out of those low-rise jeans or that miniskirt, and you have a belly shirt on too, you just look stupid. No sweetie, it isn't fashionable, you are merely a lemming. Please don't snap your gum and have it visable as your jaw works frantically to chew when you are talking to me. It gets on my last nerve to hear the constant snap snap snap. You aren't cool, you are a pita. Yes I saw you picking your nose as you drove past me. Gross. Use a kleenex, you nasty person. I hope whoever gave you your food at the drive thru picked their nose right before. Why are you and your kids eating while you are shopping? Did you pay for the grapes etc in the produce section? Did you buy that bag of cheetos? Can't you tell your kids no? I don't think I saw a sign saying free grazing allowed. And don't stash the empty or partially empty bag in the aisles, thief. And while we're at it, don't stash a refrigerated or frozen item you picked up but decided you didn't want in the magazines or canned food or behind the boxes of cereal. You think it will magically stay cold there somehow? Put it back where you got it, you lazy selfish slug. The Fast Food Joint most probably has NEVER allowed you to whiz through without paying, and they probably never will... Have MONEY READY... it's not a surprise every time you hit McDonalds! If you go through the fast food drive-through.. it's for FAST, SIMPLE, items... NOT for special orders for your whole family and a few neighbors, or 3 separate orders.. Again, the Drive through is for SIMPLE orders, It's not there just because you're too lazy to GO INSIDE. Keep in mind when you tie up the drive-through, that at least one of the people behind you may have a ballpeen hammer and be having a bad day. The Menus RARELY change at fast food Joints.. Know in advance what you want from the drive-through, OR GO INSIDE. What you want from Burger King is NOT the decision of the Century. Hey Burger dude... DON'T Give me a recorded greeting followed by "Wait a minute", or "Can you repeat that order?".. just keep your mouth SHUT until you are ready to take my order. ...additionally, Almost EVERY order is going to require FRIES.. keep them ready... NO I will NOT pull ahead because you had to "Drop some fries".. You should have told me that BEFORE you took my money, so I could have said, "You're too stupid to know you're going to need fries? I need to go somewhere else, God knows what other stupidity you're involved in at the moment". The Law of gravity does NOT mean that your car will attach itself to the rear Quarter-Panel of my truck.. You're simply too lazy (or stupid) to look at your own Speedometer.. when you do this, don't act surprised when I pull over on you and force you off the road... Pass me, or get behind me. It has been proven that manipulating a cellphone while driving now causes more accidents than drunk driving.. one word, "BLUETOOTH"! This is the 21st century... CATCH UP! If you're seen weaving and unable to hold a constant speed due to having a cell phone slapped up against the side of your head, you need to be slapped upside the head with a boat paddle to re-focus your attention. If you hit me because you had a cell phone slapped against the side of your head, I PROMISE your Proctologist will be involved in it's eventual recovery. As I said about fast food joints, Stores also ALWAYS charge you.. have your money ready or have your bank card out... and if you're writing a check, I bet you know WHERE you are, The DATE, and WHO you are... it's OK to fill those items in BEFORE you know the total of the crap you bought. NO ONE else cares about your child's "Need to express itself" by throwing a crying tantrum in the store, or movie theater... Especially when you just keep dragging it along rather than removing it from the building... when it starts screaming, the other people around you are thinking "KILL IT, KILL IT!!!" not "Oh, listen to it express itself as it's mind grows and forms". Shut the kid up. YOU had it, none of the rest of us participated, and we don't care what "you need" from the building.. come back without the brat, or take it out into the parking lot and beat it's unruly little @$$. The Police don't reward me when I stop for stoplights, they Punish me when I DON'T.. Punishment is the way of the world, that goes DOUBLE for your unruly brat. *I* am not responsible for YOU flunking out of college after the first semester.. I don't even care why "your life is not supposed to be headed in this direction because you didn't bother to study"... I have my degrees, I have thriving businesses, and have retired TWICE.. don't give me your attitude because you're forced to work at Burger King. The TV is FULL of talk shows about successful, Beautiful, smart, women in big cities that can't get dates... Don't hold me up at the convenience store while you try to flirt.. I am NOT interested, and I am NOT supporting your brat, I want to pay for my Mints and leave. If you hold up the convenience store line over the words "ScrAAAtch-Offs" or "Lottery", you can be guaranteed I will "Accidentally" run my car key down the side of the Vehicle you were in, on my way out. "Turn Signals", USE THEM, Then TURN THEM OFF! When Turning right, you pull into the lane closest to you.. You DO NOT cross two lanes of traffic and then go 5MPH under the speed limit in the left lane... I'll follow you and "Accidentally" run my car key down the side of your vehicle if you do this to me. Just because I made Eye contact with you does NOT mean you can pull out in front of me in your vehicle... If I have to jam on my breaks to keep from hitting you.. well.. see above. You DO NOT get beside another vehicle and cause a "Rolling Roadblock".. if the other idiot beside you won't speed up, or slow down, to clear the lane, feel free to take the initiative yourself. In the Inner-city Slums, Poor black children were forced to wear their much older siblings hand-me-down clothing, usually meaning their over-large pants hung down their butts... Why in GOD'S NAME would ANYONE want to imitate being a poor, black, inner-city slum, child.. Much less think they are "Cool to imitate"? PULL YOUR PANTS UP... I have this neat trick I will HAPPILY show you that involves stepping on your pants-leg cuff... the results will usually break you from appearing in public like that again. You are NOT an African-American any more than I am an Appalachian-American.. We are "AMERICANS"... but at least I've BEEN to Appalachia! In the Earlier part of the 20th Century there was a movement by Blacks and Whites to allow Blacks to go back to Africa if they want to.. MANY wanted to... NONE stayed... So stop it with the Hyphenations. If we ALL pay attention and put our feet on the gas peddle at the same time when the light turns green, we can ALL get through the stop light... it shouldn't be a surprise for each person when the person in front of them begins moving forward.. it's OK for YOU to look at the stop light too, even if you aren't up front. One word for you Mr. Bright Lights (In front, OR in back).. "Marbles". The lever on the left side of the steering wheel is called a turn signal switch. Research its purpose! It's rarely used in this part of the country.

HUMOR
Humor http://www.unconventional-airsoft.com/information/handSignals.php Military Hand Signals Explained. :lol:

So sick lately...
If anyone is online, please chat with me. I'm sooo sick and want some funny company.

Damn you timezones!

Upper respiratory infection. I really should not have gone to work that night. I'm back now though. Not 100%, but well enough that people can understand me on the phone lines now. LOL! :lol: Thanks for trying, mon ami. :wink: You have a MySpace? www.myspace.com/huntressreviews Add me if you do. Don't be surprised if I don't add you right away. I usually wait to see who get busted by MS's spam blocker before approving :!:

Ugh, I hate that site. Myspace is a breeding ground for poorly put together layouts and obnoxious teenage music. ...

I would not know. The only teens I have is my son and a few of his high school buddies (+ his girlfriend). Most of my friends are authors, agents, or publishers.

Woah my gosh, we're online at the same time... I'll be online for another couple hours.

Bummer. I only got on long enough to check out your forum. Wish I had noticed the time you posted. LOL! I'm getting on Roosterteeth more often now that the hospital is slowing down. (From March - the end of October things are normal. Halloween - early Spring is BUSY.) :)

Hey Trinity! You should put all new IDs on NO POST. Then email and ask for an introduction letter to be sent to you. If no answer, or you don't like their answer, delete the idiots. Bet it would at LEAST cut down on the spam a lot.