Maine is pretty cold and depressing. I spent a day working yesterday though, it was good to get off my ass and do something productive. Especially where productivity is equivalent to $15 an hour.
I learned various useful things yesterday, like how to schedule an appointment, and how to explain to a patient that she should not remove her own stiches. I also was very amused by the antics of my stepmother, who is in florida, abd who called every few hours to make sure Marie wasn't teaching me anything useful. She even told MArie that she wouldn't come over to the office anymore if Marie hired me full time, which is furter incentive for Marie to try and convince me to stay. I don't want to though, I don't want to stay in Maine. This place makes me sad.
I learned various useful things yesterday, like how to schedule an appointment, and how to explain to a patient that she should not remove her own stiches. I also was very amused by the antics of my stepmother, who is in florida, abd who called every few hours to make sure Marie wasn't teaching me anything useful. She even told MArie that she wouldn't come over to the office anymore if Marie hired me full time, which is furter incentive for Marie to try and convince me to stay. I don't want to though, I don't want to stay in Maine. This place makes me sad.
It's great!