Thursday #89 – I'm not even going to
pretend that 2 weeks after the event I remotely remember how this
Thursday kicked off. Here's what I do know though...
With the Queen's fake birthday on
Monday, my graduation on Tuesday and my annual leave day off on
Wednesday; this Thursday was my first day back at work since
Saturday. At the last minute I had been asked to work in the city
instead of my usual bludgy Northern Beaches hang so headed off on a
bus feeling quite unprepared with no equipment on me and missing my
usual crew.
As far as working in the city goes it
was a pretty quiet day which is just how I like to roll. The
Saturday Room Stealer was being his usual slow self so I took one of
his patients in to do a visual fields as the poor guy had arrived
early and been waiting over half an hour. The Saturday Room Stealer
seemed vaguely appreciative and really doesn't seem to have a problem
making people wait for him. I also had time to call back a patient
who I'd phoned a few weeks earlier and caught her as she was waiting
for an ambulance after a fall. Since she was nursing some
yet-to-be-diagnosed broken ribs at the time, she hadn't been
tremendously receptive to my call so had phoned back for some
clarification. I explained her test results and the likelihood of
her developing advanced macular degeneration in 5 years and was left
unsure how to respond when she joked that hopefully she'd be dead by
then.
After work I hopped on a train to
Chatswood to meet DTM for dinner and a movie. Different to the
Thursdays of old as he never used to feed me! We headed up to The
Gordon Club only to discover they no longer do food but made the most
of the relatively cheap drinks before heading to The Chelsea for what
is allegedly the best schnitty in Sydney. We think the guy who made
that claim left out the $11 part coz while it probably is one of the
best $11 schnittys in Sydney, we're not sure it's the very best all
round.
Over dinner talk turned to blogs as DTM
had seen me typing one day and jokingly asked “what are you doing,
writing your blog?” As he is unaware that this blog exists he
thought he was pretty funny and not wanting to lie, I naturally went
along with it. We spent the night joking about hypothetical names
for my blog and what I write about and DTM seemed genuinely confused
by the end as to whether or not I did indeed write a blog. In the
past he has suggested that I should write one so he entertained the
idea that maybe I had listened to him after all, but has no idea that
this all started a long time ago.
We had invited M-Dizzle and The Hippy
Engineer to join us for dinner/drinks/a movie but they had rejected
our kind offer and left us with just each other. We went and saw The
Internship and DTM remarked at
the end that The Hippy Engineer would've really enjoyed that movie.
I'm not sure when exactly he bonded with The Hippy Engineer and grew
to know him so well but he was probably right. I thought M-Dizzle
would most definitely have enjoyed the repeated Flashdance
references that were lost on DTM, who inexplicably hasn't seen this
classic 80s film.
We headed home
after the movie, full from our schnitzel, booze and movie and headed
to bed. A rather amusing Thursday as I sat there listening to DTM go
on about a blog of mine he is so sure doesn't exist.
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