I run out of steam Thursday nights. After four 8-hour days of constant talking, all I want is to shut up and work in silence at the 'banishment station' on the back computer. No words. Just tasks that will help make the day go by finally.
But that never happens. It is business as usual - exercise assessments to do, new people at orientation to interview. I must've wanted this silence especially bad today, because I seemed to get stuck with the two most annoying, talkative people. I learned all about this gentleman's training as a medic in Yugoslavia, about how his vision was saved because of a European doctor's pioneering new surgical technique, how his cardiologist told him "half his heart was dead" and how sitting and concentrating too much gives him migraines, therefore he cannot take our education classes. Immediately after I rid myself of him I got a woman tethered to a wheeled-walker and portable oxygen and she proceeded to blather on about how her dietary choices at her nursing home was insufficient (she has gout which means no liver, and is on Coumadin, which means no leafy greens, and is lactose intolerant, which means no dairy, and has an allergy to seafood, which means no fish, after all!)
Seriously.
All I could dream about was my 3-day weekend, the delicious pad thai I was going to order, and the night of multiple-orgasms I had coming up.
I must've been obviously dozing, because my Russian talk-maniac paused and asked, "Is there somewhere you need to be? Am I taking up too much time?" to which I hesitantly said, "Why, no. Please, keep going..."
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