How To Keep Your Nose From Turning Red
Believe it or not, but sometimes it’s so cold here that I get some excess nasal drainage (or what some call the sniffles), so I tend to clear my nasal passages with tissues more frequently. And tumeric cream is the best to erase the unsightly irritated red spots on your nose from blowing it too much. It’s kind of like magic, because it’s good for burns, cuts, and other rashes.
PS if you get it in India it’s actually much cheaper.
How To Make Pancakes
(Per my mum’s request)
#1. Purchase a box of Aunt Jemima’s Pancake Mix
#2. Do what Aunt Jemima says.
Note, you will also need some eggs, milk and oil.
Also not to belittle your current sitch (back in the OK), but seriously a little ice and the whole city shuts down. While you were all snugly in your homes all day, prolly sitting by your fire place, making pancakes from scratch, I was at work busy as a beaver filling 283 prescriptions after 2 techs went home sick whilst it snowed 5 inches outside.
What Are You Reading
I just finished reading Maus. A Holocaust survivor story as told through cute cartoon animals. The Germans are cats, Jews are mice, French are frogs, Americans are dogs, and the Polish are pigs. Those animal choices are totally spot on. I know I’m about 10 years late in reading this, but been busy.
What’s For Breakfast
Pancake Especial, the fried egg on top makes it especial. We start with a base layer of pancake, add syrup, bacon, another pancake, syrup, bacon, pancake, butter, syrup and a fried egg. Served with a side of bacon. If I added a scoop of fried rice, a slice of spam and 2 sardines I could call it Pancake Especial Delux, but even I don’t think I’m ready for that much breakfast.
Who’s The King Of The Castle
If the pharmacy is like a castle, then the pharmacist is the king. BTW, as one of my techs said to a customer, the job of the tech is like a helper to the pharmacist, one could even say a servant (I added that last part). One of the perks of being king is that I get to pick the music. So I get to force my questionable taste in music on others, and that my friends is real power. Although most of the time, I too busy to bother and just play Jazzanova and Junior Senior on repeat.
What Can I Snack On
I bought a big box of popsicles (#1 we only sell big boxes of things, #2 the heater is controlled by someone in Arkansas, #3 I was hungry, #4 I like to share, #5 I heard that Ice Cream is going to save the day), and I’ve eaten 3 already, Strawberry, Pina Colada, and Pineapple.
Who Wants An Evaluation
I always thought being an adult was doing what you don’t want to do, without being asked. Well then consider me one step closer to adulthood.
I had a “talk” with one of my techs today. It was like an official, unofficial evaluation of her/his work. The problem is, she/he’s not very good at what she does. And I get the awesome responsibility of telling her/him. I gave some suggestions of things she/he needs to work on, and like the corporate drone that I am, helped her/him make up a plan to address her/his deficiencies (which is fancy talk for go write down specific instructions on how to do your job, and then do it without asking 50 million questions about it every 5 minutes).
Do I think anything is going to change? Prolly not. But I tried. And it wasn’t near as awkward as I thought it would be. Although my Asianess is really uncomfortable when I have to discipline someone older than me. I became increasing aware of how young I was through out the meeting.
We’ll see if the dynamic changes in the pharmacy. I already have one tech that hates me, so what’s another. I’m pretty sure the other 3 techs have my back though. Look at me, breaking hearts and causing schisms.
Note: In my defense what kind of grown person doesn’t know how to calculate percentages? Perhaps someone that doesn’t belong working in the pharmacy.
How Did They Get Your Name
I got this flyer in the mail today. It’s an invitation to visit this church in town that meets in a movie theater (actually the only movie theater in town, theater #3 as the website explains). And that’s not the peculiar part, the initiation is addressed to my dad, at my address. Everything associated with this address is under my name, or the occupants before me. So how did they get my dad’s name? Even the hotel we stayed in the first few days we got here was under my name. A mystery indeed. I may have to check this church out, if it turns out to be a bust, I can always catch a movie afterwards.
