Or mango juice is, more specifically. What a long day at work. Not long hour-wise, though it was a good eight hour day. It was more long in the way that it took lots out of me. A fat Springer, a pesky Havanese and a Shih Tzu with a bent attitude and a collapsing trachea (which caused him to uncontrollably cough/bark, and wriggle around without us being able to hold him still) caused me some grief today.
But I did my second set of training in reception today and that made me feel better. I got more praise and feel really good about starting up front. Now, if I could only memorize all the things that I need to know. There's so much...I'm slowly filling a notebook with things to remember and working my way through a duotang used for training that outlines all the hospital policies and procedures. Hopefully I'll get it soon enough. I'm glad I've been working at the clinic for almost a year now anyway, so I know a lot of stuff already. That definitely helps. I just hope I'll get to stay. My job has a 6 month limit - if the person who's gone on sick leave decides to come back, I'm out of a job again. And now that I'm seriously considering a future, I'm basically depending that this job won't disappear. I can see myself working there for a long time.
Lyric: "Let's go and spend an afternoon, have a day built just for two." - A commerical I saw.
Quote: "These are just stirrings I had. I can't explain it." - Sister Wives
Picture: A Pheeny-beany-baby-cat. My beautiful ginger boy.
Have a good day/night un-readers! I shall talk to you tomorrow. If I manage to keep this up. :)