Go Away

I have just had it with the attention whores of the world.  I'm sure you can relate, not just to the ER but to everyday experience.  They are having loud cell phone discussions in the grocery store.  They demand attention with their nonsense.  They have the most pressing problems ever.   They are black holes that suck you right out of your zone and into their chaotic crap.

I went to the salon to have a mani and pedi, something I don't do often enough apparently because the little owner of the shop greeted me by name with a big hug and said it had been a long time.  Well....October to be exact where I used to visit twice a month.

There were a few changes, "Golden Girls" and music videos on their big screen TV had been replaced by X Games.  Cool.  One of the owners son's was looking at knives online.  Slightly disturbing, but OK.

I had settled in enjoying the relative peace and quiet when the inevitable attention whore swept in with her entourage of unkempt children.  She opened by loudly asking how long the wait would be for a manicure for one of her teens like she was one cupcake away from total starvation.  Oh, right away.  She probably could have used a shower more than a manicure I'm thinking.

Then the phone calls started.  Attention Whore spent the next 20 minutes loudly discussing an impending auto purchase on her cell phone.  Names were named, prices were uttered.  She was apparently trading in some shitbox that the dealer wasn't interested in and wasn't that crying shame.

I had started the afternoon with a hope for Serenity Now and concluded it with Murder in My Heart.

Go away, loud lady.

"Hear that?  The fat lady is singing you out of the building"

They were probably relatives of the patient who came in by ambulance with a bug in her ear.  Yes.  A. Bug.  Drama, drama, along with 4 of her equally dramatic and attention seeking family members.  This crap would customarily be, at best, simply a pain in the ass.  Add  2 transfers, a possible ectopic, and a walk in chest pain and you can tell how far down on the list Bug in the ER had fallen.  I kicked them all out with a "you can pick one buddy, everyone else goes to the lobby".  Gil swept in with a curt nod and slammed the door shut for good measure.

"Oh", sniffed a relative, "where we laughing too loud?  It didn't look like it was very busy.

Just to be clear ( NEWSFLASH) if you have to ASK if you are being inappropriate you probably are.  And it isn't worth my valuable time to explain why or make you feel all warm and fuzzy because I just don't feel like it.