She had me call the dentist early in the morning because her face was all swole up like a golf ball. So I got an appointment within a half hour of when I called, which was surprisingly excellent. I drove her down there and read some Mote in God's Eye (my dentist book) while she got some antibiotics to kill the infection that's causing the swelling. It thankfully didn't take too long, but the people there, other than the actual doctors themselves (i.e., the reception staff and the medical assistants) are all freakin' morons.
There's a bad trend right now where medical assisting, thanks to places like Bryman College, is becoming the new fast food. It's now a field where people get jobs because they're not qualified to do anything else. They don't actually care about helping people get well. They're just there to pick up their paychecks. I wonder if it's also happening in the massage field, what with all the places like Ashmead College? It would seem that any profession where you personally have to actually work on someone's body would be more difficult to half-ass than one where you're just assisting the actual healer.
Chris's Words of Advice: Don't get into medical assisting unless you're at least partially passionate about helping people feel better. Otherwise you just SUCK DONKEY BALLS!
In the afternoon I started prepping for my big work today, which is adding an actual weight to all of the products for sale at TheBeadFactory.com (and I do mean ALL of the products. It's gonna take me most of today. Hopefully it won't keep me up late. But the good thing is it's gonna make me bank). Then in the late afternoon I went down to the BF so Melissa could help me setup the shipping options for the shopping cart thing. It took me about an hour to get it all hooked up, but it works now, and it works rather well. It won't be online until late Tuesday night, though, so if you order something before then it'll still be with the old system.
Carrie called me at the store and wanted me to bring her home a milkshake, so I stopped by Jack in the Box and got a Punkin Pie Milkshake for her and a Sourdough Jack for me. When I pulled up to the window the girl there handed me the shake, and then a minute later brought the bag to the window. She looked in it and said, "You ordered a Sourdough Jack, right?"
"That's right," I said.
She looked really embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I had them make you a Sourdough Chicken Sandwich by accident."
She had me pull into the parking lot and shortly thereafter brought me out a bag with a Sourdough Jack in it. "I also put a free cheesecake in there," she said while making the "shhh" sign with a finger in front of her lips.
When I brought the food home Carrie said, "It makes sense that you would buy something for yourself, but I didn't think of that, so I ordered us each a pizza." So I had a hamburger and a slice of pizza for din-dins. HEALTHY!!!
In the evening I watched some of the Eddie Guerrero tribute on Monday Night Raw, which was nice. Kurt Angle & Shelton Benjamin had a pay-per-view-main-event-quality match. Everyone had nice things to say about Eddie, and they weren't all just about how passionate he was for the business, and about how "wrestling was his life," as you too often hear about dead wrestlers. Rey Mysterio, Jr. and HBK also had a really interesting match.
Anyhoo. I also played a bunch of Runescape whenever I got too stressed out during the day.
