protection from the elements

i am distracted. that's the only word i can think of. i can't focus on a damn thing, especially at work, and i'm agitated and irritable regardless of the exercise. actually, i felt horrible today.

it didn't begin too well, with me passing out in the middle of a meeting (i was kicked in the shin and given a warning), and i had a long talk with the woman in charge of the dentist who screwed up my teeth. apropos complaints, i was called during the afternoon to be informed that the dude has been court-martialled for the incident on the 7th, but i won't be able to find out what the results of the court-martial are.

lunch was terrible, and on the way back i began feeling worse. then i remembered, as i sat down at my desk, that i had to rush off immediately to make my appointment at the hospital. my TL called me up to fight with me about it, but i couldn't really make out what he was saying with all the bus noise.

the hospital was frustrating. the signs are completely stupid, or non-existent. the big counter at the entrance has huge signs up: "this is NOT information", but the only way to find out where information is is to bother the people at that counter. doesn't that make them information? in any event, they were more useful than the people sitting at the information desk when i eventually got there.

being directed to the fifth floor, in a building that only has three. everyone i passed told me to take the elevator, and every elevator... surprisingly... maxed out at three. thinking this was obviously some sort of trick, i tried the stairs. which also ran out on the third floor.

and the sign on the wall saying "take a number and wait in the lobby", on the side of an empty corridor with no numbers in any form to be seen and no indication of where the lobby is (somebody stumbled passed and directed me, pushing the secret trigger set into the wall that is the only means of opening the doors).

and why is it that hospital workers never have a handy photocopier? why did i have to go up a floor to a completely different section to duplicate my referral?
if it wasn't for that detour, though, i wouldn't have seen the sign that inspired the drawing above. i've been having trouble with my eyes today (lack of focus = inability to read and observe), and i transposed two letters, changing the meaning of the sentence above (protection of the patient's privacy) to storage of the patient's fungus.

after much anguish and lots of waiting, i got to the office to make an appointment for the surgery i need. the earliest i could book was may '08. whatever, as long as it doesn't move in on my holiday time.

i met up with singer for sachlav, only there wasn't any. i've now sorted out all the things on my to-do list for the day, and we're going to her place to chill out.

regarding holiday time: this is me wearing my totally funky new ski jacket. i am really happy with it ^_^