*twitch*

want to kill my fucking boss...fucking new year's eve...i'm stuck working til fucking 11pm...with less than a god-damned skeleton crew...got here at 2.30, and was fucking busy until fucking 545...and i mean non stop on the phone or servicing calls...and then dr's who are *supposed* to be on call, and the mother-fuckers are calling us back, telling us that 'oh i'm not taking er calls, tell them to get someone else' "who should we refer them too" 'i don't know, there should be an on call for (insert specialty field here), tell them to get that dr' "they show you as on call" 'well, i'm not taking it' *click*ugh...i can't fucking see how the hell some people can even still be practicing...what the fuck, did they get there fucking medical degrees in fucking tijuana?sweet mother of god, i need a new fucking job...jesus fucking christ, how much do they think that we will take before the entire (competent part of) their fucking swing shift crew...leaving them with one or 2 people...let's see how the ass hole of a cock-smoker owner can do without a fucking crew...