rodhazard

So the last few days have been pretty crazy.
Around seven months from now I will be a new father. I was pretty freaked out as I drove home after receiving this news, not less than a week ago I was saying to a co-worker how I wanted kids, but wasn't really planning on having any soon. I guess now's as good a time as any though. Anyways, I'm excited, nervous, scared and happy all at the same time.

Today at work I got volunteered to cover the in-house courier at the main clinic when he's sick or on vacation. I predict that it will suck, and suck hard. It was either me, or one of the guys I work with who would get the honor of covering him, though not my supervisor, ('cause he's the damn supervisor,) and one other guy who covers in x-ray when they're shorthanded.

So it came down to a choice between me and the last other candidate in our 4-man office.

We play cards on our breaks, and occasionally when it's really slow, and I happen to have a very high win rate compared to everyone else. So we decided to play a round of 13's (sometime's known as 'asshole' according to an online site we found once,) loser would have to take the extra job.

At first we were going to play one game to settle the matter, but I suggested we go best 2 out of 3. That single statement was the biggest mistake I could have made.

The cards were dealt by an impartial dealer/judge/witness, and round 1 was underway. I kicked his ass. It was disturbing how quickly I won. It all went downhill from there. I had the shittiest hand ever for round 2, and round 3 was more of the same.

So now I have a shitty job I have to cover every once and a while. It will suck a fat one I'm sure.

lataz.