Things I've Learned - Vet Edition

I've been at my job now for a little over a month, and I'd just like to share some of the things I've learned about working in a vet clinic and about myself these past few weeks.

1. Full time jobs are for the birds. This is my very first full time job, and I'm exhausted. The bad part is I don't even have to take any work home with me - I don't know what's going to happen when I start teaching. I've gotten so lazy. Ugh. Sean needs to go ahead and be a CW5 so I can chill at the casa day in and out.

2. Sean usually gets home before me, and while it's great to have dinner ready nearly every night when I get home, I feel guilty that I'm not the one making dinner and keeping the house clean. So, basically what I'm saying is: I want to be a housewife again. Oh, plus CW5s get parking spaces right outside the commissary and PX doors practically beside the handicap spaces. What's not to love?

3. I absolutely cannot talk to a client immediately before, after, or about euthanasia. Even if I've never met the people or their pets before, I can't help but think about my own cats and how sad I would be if I was in their shoes. I have to ask someone else to take over so I can collect myself.

4. Hey, you know that awesome radio DJ on the best country station in the Wiregrass area? Welp, she'll call up your manager and complain about how you're not "personable on the phone" while being so stinking nice to your face. In relation to this, I've realized I don't exactly know how to be personable on the phone. I call this condition "Kissassperger's Syndrome" because I'm fully functional linguistically and cognitively, but my kiss-ass skills are lacking. Sheesh.

5. People are going to talk about you, especially if you try to do a great job. They'll call you a suck up and say you're trying to be everyone's favorite. News flash: it's called work ethic, and I happen to have it. But, people always talk, and the best thing is just let it roll off your back. They're over it, I'm over it, and we all get along.

6. Scrubs are great and I wish all jobs required you to wear them. I'm not even kidding.

I wish I had a personal video camera so I could show you all the ridiculousness I put up with everyday. But, everyone I work with is fabulous... on their good days, you know. I guess this is a pretty good job and I'm content with it.