My new nickname
At work I have received a new nickname. Would you like to know how I got it? I thought so. It all started a couple of weeks ago when I went out to call a patient to come back and be seen. I go out and start yelling Betty Smith (last name changed due to stupid HIPPA). I yell it a couple of times and no one answers. Finally, this lady looks at our front desk girl and whispers "does she mean Barbara?" I was SO embarrassed. I immediately say "I'm so sorry, but she told me the wrong name" referring to our front desk girl. I then haul ass out of there with the patient to avoid the charts and death glares being thrown at me. S (not using real names, so deal) then proceeds to tell all of the other front desk people what happened. At that point I received the first part of my new name. Betty.
Oh yes, they think it is hysterical. They don't call me Mel or Melanie any longer, only Betty.
So then later that week I go back out to the front desk to pick up a chart. No one is at the front desk. This dude and his woman roll up to the desk (no seriously, he was in a wheelchair). The wife says to me all anxiously that her hubby needs another Tang. I was like shit dude, I don't know where to get the Tang. I figure I can go over to the cath lab and score some ginger ale for him, but I wasn't sure. I start looking for our front desk people. I find S (other S). I tell him that this person is obviously a diabetic and in need of a Tang due to low sugar. He looks at me like I'm crazy. He says "are you sure he doesn't need a tank?" I was like WTF are you talking about tank? I then look at him like he's an idiot. He rolls his eyes at me and comes out to see what the guy needs. The wife looks at him and says "my husband needs another OXYGEN TANK." I believe I turned 25 shades of red. Why didn't she say OXYGEN in the first place?! Asshole. Meanwhile, S is laughing his ass off. I turn and leave as quickly as possible.
I then receive part 2 of my nickname - Tang. My new official nickname at work is Betty Tang. In fact, they friggin' had Betty Tang overhead paged to return to the front desk. I was laughing so hard I could barely breath. I won't tell them that though. Buncha jerks.
Oh yes, they think it is hysterical. They don't call me Mel or Melanie any longer, only Betty.
So then later that week I go back out to the front desk to pick up a chart. No one is at the front desk. This dude and his woman roll up to the desk (no seriously, he was in a wheelchair). The wife says to me all anxiously that her hubby needs another Tang. I was like shit dude, I don't know where to get the Tang. I figure I can go over to the cath lab and score some ginger ale for him, but I wasn't sure. I start looking for our front desk people. I find S (other S). I tell him that this person is obviously a diabetic and in need of a Tang due to low sugar. He looks at me like I'm crazy. He says "are you sure he doesn't need a tank?" I was like WTF are you talking about tank? I then look at him like he's an idiot. He rolls his eyes at me and comes out to see what the guy needs. The wife looks at him and says "my husband needs another OXYGEN TANK." I believe I turned 25 shades of red. Why didn't she say OXYGEN in the first place?! Asshole. Meanwhile, S is laughing his ass off. I turn and leave as quickly as possible.
I then receive part 2 of my nickname - Tang. My new official nickname at work is Betty Tang. In fact, they friggin' had Betty Tang overhead paged to return to the front desk. I was laughing so hard I could barely breath. I won't tell them that though. Buncha jerks.
posted by Melanie was here @ 11:38 AM
1st mother truckers! So glad you got Betty before me! LY, MI!