Gross Story
Tuesday at the doctor's, waiting to get jabbed with anti-tetanus and tested for various nasty things because I cut my hand at work whilst it was submerged in a sink full of vomit (I was wearing gloves, the sink was clogged, I was trying to unclog the sink, "Somebody puked in the sink," the metal drain stopper was busted and twisted and sharp), I heard one nurse say to another in the hall, "Michael Jackson was charging thirty five hundred dollars for thirty seconds of face time. Not a minute, thirty seconds!"
I think I'm going to try to get a Masters in Mental Health Counseling at Antioch. In April I'll start my first pre-requisite class as Seattle Central: Abnormal Psych. Now, I never even took Psych 101 in college, but if I can't ace Abnormal Psych I haven't been going to work the last eight years. And if that's the case, how am I going to pay for Sweden?
Q: What's the difference between an MFA in Poetry and and an Masters in Counseling?
A: Um, exposure to vomit?
posted by pete. @ 10:15 PM
4 comments
4 Comments:
Pete! I think that is such a great plan-you will be really good at that. As for the vomit and abnormal psychology, I think that could be considered good preparation for parenting.
P.S. I thought everyone had to take Psych 101!
that is very gross. I actually told my parents about it, it was so disturbing...
Wow - that is gross! If I was in your shoes I would have thrown up in the sink full of throw up. That's great you are going to continue your education! Way to go Pete!
i know what you mean. in my poetry section at school someone puked at least once a class.
oh, wait, maybe you meant it the other way around...
hmm...
Pete! UUUUG! sink of puke!
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