Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Why you should always shave your legs

After a gloomy day yesterday, this morning dawned bright and beautiful.  The fog off the ponds and in the valley I drive through was just stunning.  A few times the glare of the sun made it hard to see, but, all-in-all, it was a nice drive into work.

That changed when I got there.  

I parked in the garage attached to our building as I always do.  The indoor parking was filled so I ended up on the roof.  I grabbed my laptop bag and lunch and headed toward the stairs inside.  As I walking an SUV came around the corner, out of the shadows, and right into me!

I ended up sprawled flat on my back in the middle of the garage roof.  I spewed out a number of very bad words at the driver until I realized who it was, a co-worker of the nicest kind.  He was shaking like a leaf at what he had done.  He never saw me as he came out of the dark inside to the bright glare outside.

I was able to get up, with his help, and we headed inside.  As the morning progressed so did my aches and pains.  Talking to my boss and the HR VP, they felt it best I go to the ER to get checked out.  By the time I drove myself there I could hardly walk. 

I've got to tell you, those hospital gowns leave a lot to be desired!  It's hard to be modest in one.  And, when the doc came in to examine me she tested my legs, feet and ankles for motion and sensitivity.  All I could think of while she was doing that was I really should have shaved me legs this morning!

I went home with a couple of scripts and the forewarning that I will be hurting for a couple of days, but ultimately will be just fine.

So, when you remember the advice of your mother to always wear clean underwear because you never know when you'll land in the hospital, remember to add shaving your legs to that as well!


Saturday, September 14, 2013

My turn

I’ve heard about.

I’ve seen it happen.
I’ve even done it.

Heck, there’s even a movie about it.

But it has never happened to me. Until yesterday. On the way into work. At 7:15 am by someone in a cream colored Ford SUV.

On Fridays I like to leave for work early. Get in early, get out early, and get started on the weekend, you guessed it, early. About halfway along the ride in is a Mickey D’s where I sometimes stop for a quick breakfast. I pulled into an empty queue and, after a bit of a delay, gave my order.

When I pulled around to the first drive-thru window to pay, the cashier looked at me and smiled. “This is your lucky day” she said. Huh? She smiled again and told me that the person ahead of me had paid for my order. No! Really? “Yep! Have a great day!”

It was four dollars and seventy-three cents. Not a whole lot in the scheme of things. But, that act of kindness made my day.

I wish I could tell the driver of the SUV what her $4.73 bought.

Lots of smiling.

A grateful heart.

Kinder thoughts about people around me. Especially that one.

You see, all week I seemed to meet up with every idiot on the road. It got to the point that I would just assume that everyone on the road was an idiot.

Now I know that’s not true.

It’s my turn to Pay it Forward.


Tuesday, September 10, 2013

Silly, silly girl

I was looking for post I did last year where I listed everything that I had canned when I got side-tracked and started reading a bunch of other posts as well. In typical Donna fashion I was lamenting the process of looking for a new position. I went through an odd assortment of interviews last summer while on the hunt that left me feeling put out and inconvenienced. There were phone interviews and in-person ones as well as the one on Skype. I had mentioned in a couple of posts that one interview lasted four hours and one that was later in the evening.

As I was reading these posts I realized that both of the “inconvenient” interviews led me to this job, the one I hold now, the one I like so much. It's the one where the people with whom I work are good and the company treats us well.

Why did I think it was going to be easy?  As if it should be?  The jobs I had where the interviewing was an easy or quick process ended up being jobs I was so very, very glad to leave. 

Silly girl!