Signs of trouble
I was pretty tired and distracted in the med room today, with my instructor. I couldn't find one of the meds in the patient's drawer. I was talking to myself, almost oblivious to my instructor. "Hmmm, I wonder if it's in the frozen food section?" I asked myself out loud as I opened the mini-refrigerator where some special meds are stored. My instructor cracked up.
Tonight I'm writing a paper. You know you're in trouble when the grading rubric for a paper, listing all of the information which must be included, is three pages long. What ever happened to conciseness?