this morning, back from on call (sukerellss bak kate mira F) at 6.30 am in the morning, I -- decided to wash the whites (basoh baju lorr) while konon2 still fresh from on call. And since the clinical coat was all white save some purple emblem on the front, it went into the washing machine too. Of course, I emptied it first, it is after all most sensible to remove the stethoscope, penlight, notebook and ball pen from the pocket. Terrer kan? (ala-ala housewife bejaye men-setel laundry). So imagine my
Kepale yg tgh ting-tong: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaa!!! Habislah baju akuuuuu!!!
flashback;
mira: eh, kite dah cucuk2 darah nie, simpan tau botol nie, jgn buang2.
me: ha'ah, kite simpanlah (putting it into the clinical coat pocket)
AAAAAAaaaaaaaaaa!!!
Blood!! mixed with whites??? GIILLLEEEE kAU??
As I search franticly for any specks of blood that could have spilled from the vial, I absentmindedly threw the vial on the floor. Really now, when you need it the most, all common sense would conveniently walk out of the door. sigh~
miraculously, the bottle didn't break. Well, it's because the measuring tape around it (which I also forgot to remove from the coat) dampens the fall. And there was no blood stain anywhere on the cloths (thank God!!). That's when it came back to me, I should have just inspected the vial for any fractures of cracks instead of working through the laundry like a dog having it's day on a plastic bag of garbage.
terase bongok la jugak kan?
owh well, at least the laundry is safe :)
moral of the story: check the clothes for any foreign, dangerous objects i.e; BLOOD VIALs before putting it into the machine.
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I really get irritated with these people from some Global-something-company. They are RUDE and very UNPROFFESIONAL!!
...
Rude she-monkey: hello, saye dari syarikat global-something, nak cakap pasal bla, bla, bla...
aku yg mamai: sorilah, saye tak berminat
rude she-monkey: eh, kenape tak berminat? cube terangkan kat saye kenape encik tak berminat? tak ke bagus bende nie? encik kene datang showroom, bla, bla, bla...
me: (dah aku tak beminat tuh, paham2 jelah!!) saye mmg tak beminat lah, lagipon ade banyak keje nie, takde mase nak pegi pon.
rude she-monkey: eh, banyak keje ape pulak tuh? cube cakap encik kat mane sekarang?
me: ??? kat rumahlah, hari sabt--
RSM waiting for a bitch-slap: HA, kan tak keje tuh? kenape pulak cakap ade banyak keje?
me: (eh, sial punye budak, aku baru nak tido kot lepas on call samapi kol 6 am) EH, DAH TUH TAKKAN NAK KEJE WEEKDAYS JE, AKU BLAJA LAGI LAH..
RSM yg konon2 sentap: encik dah KAWIN ke??
me yg marah + nak tegelak : (ape hal pulak tanye kawin2 nie??) blom lah--
RSM nak jimat kredit: owhtakpelahmekasih-- tuuuuut---
me: ??? whaddeeff??
Hoi, C- yall punye pompuan, kaco aku tido! dah la tak introduce diri name sape! nak soal2 aku konon polislah. Tak tanye lansong if it's the right time to talk! There's a better way to call ppl out to your show room hape ke kot!! Bangang je!! mentang2 kepale aku tgh ting-tong, boleh la ko cakap camtuh. Siap ko (sambil gaye sinsing lengan) kalo aku jumpe depan mate!! aku LANNYAK ko sampai teburai sume isi ko!!
#%*^&%$%$@#$#%$&^&^%*&(**&^$@^%R!*&@(##!!!! (matilah ade orang da naik minyak!!)
Next time, Global-whatever ni call, aku letak teros! Gi mamposlah ko!
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there seems to be a number of dreams between my 2-hour of sleep just now.
wonder what it all means, huh?

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