It's been a little over a month since I started my semi-grown-up employment. So far, work has been trickier and less funny than I had imagined, but also much more manageable. I would offer more introspective thoughts but I'm just giddy with the realization that I may not be lactose intolerant after all. Went on a really random work field trip yesterday that took me some really nice Nutella gelato. There was no stomach upset at all, just some brown stains on my new shirt. I didn't mind the little stain so much until my supervisor said, "That's rather embarrassing, especially on a white blouse," which was a good cue for me to know that I should be embarrassed.
The division is full of people who are givers of life, not just through their work but their extracurricular activities as well. In the year 2007 alone, seven new babies were born/are expected to be born. That's about 1 in 3 division members, including one doctor who was afraid to go home to his very pregnant wife last night. They had planned on going away from the weekend but he had just realized yesterday that he was on call for the weekend.
(On the baby plethora phenom)
Nice Old Stat Lady: You guys should watch out that you're not next.
Moi: (sigh) Fine, I won't sleep around then.
(Saying that line was one of those moments when the world comes to a halt and I realize that instead of conversing, I was watching an image of my foot being engulfed by my mouth. Luckily, Nice Old Stat Lady was much funnier and more understanding than anticipated. She just laughed heartily and nodded.)
1 comment:
actually...i am for sure lactose intolerant, and every month or so i can eat a bowl of ice cream or eat a grilled cheese with little or no side effect.
the trick is knowing which bowl to choose.
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