Wednesday, February 01, 2012
I was here first!
Some memorable moments shopping with mom comes to mind. Painful memorable moments of her yelling at the person behind the register. What? Never never do that. Doesn't matter if you were there first, shhhh. Too little too late? yep but don't I feel better now.
The interview went fine. I had a very nice visit. Once they explained that I would pretty much be in charge of getting their medical records department spiffed up, I was okay. Been there done that bought cotton candy. They would let me know after interviewing several others. 'K.
Today we roll out the new system of billing. Our 'outpatient' bill more to Medicare and get $20 more per patient. Ummmm just how many man hours are we spending to do this? I'm just saying.
Got in touch with a fella I sort of dated a year or so back. He was married and I wasn't so I said no way jose. Lets be friends blah blahdidy blah blah blah. Spent a few times with him as he bitched about the ex. ho hum. Then we kind of fell out of communication. Well now, he is divorced and have rebound dated several times and wants to see if we can hit it off again. maybe si maybe no. I liked him but he had too many wives. So mebbe just mebbe. He has like 13 show cars. That might be an issue. Why it seems a little excess to me but I could be wrong.
Scooty ate breakfast this morning. He is still lumpy and owie. And I spent all night hemming and hawing about putting him down. It is such a difficult decision. I hate it.
ciao!
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2 From the Peanut Gallery:
Oh poor scooties. Deciding when becomes clear when he doesn't get up for a week and then staggers to go outside. Then it's time.
Love,me.
Oh man, I feel for you on this, it hurts either way.
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