Day Ninety Seven

Even a no-reply from you (although I know it's probably because you're busy running after your consultant) can't ruin today for me. Last day at my summer job. Dramatic, but memorable. And surprisingly, I find myself feeling sad over the things that I used to detest. Like three page long imprest lists. Or even just going into the fridge. Or even going to the smelly hospital dock to take out the pharmacy trash. The daily trivia quiz that all the pharmacy assistants do together and the trouble we go to to try and get 100% each time. The daily coffee break that my friend and I take... so much so, that the cafe barista automatically knows our orders and calls us the 'mocha girls'. The charming ginga that works at said cafe who likes to engage in a chat every time he sees me. The morbid thrill that runs down my spine whenever I see a 'body trolley' or even hear metal wheels coming out of the morgue lift. The cleaner that likes to pretend to block the corridor every time I'm doing a delivery to the cancer centre. The orderly that always asks me "So, where's yer trolley today?". The somewhat cute attractive Asian receptionist working at the Eye Outpatients who might've/might not have asked for my name today and I stuttered something unintelligible in return. Checking the tea room for bake-off. Discretely checking out the intern who happens to be a giant ass at the same time. Even having someone walk into the toilet on you because you've neglected to lock the second lock on the door. Pumpkin soup at MedSchool cafe. Chicken Gumbo at Wishbone cafe. Sushi across the road.

So today. Just for future reference when he does want to talk.
- cutting my friend's hair on our tea break
- going out to a Turkish restaurant for dinner with my girls and eating so much good food
- the fridgeintoarm incident --> incident report filed
- harry potter's huge mid chest gash which we cleverly filled with a piece of corrugated cardboard so it looks like he's holding a book
- discovering that my flatmate also interviewed for my position
- discovering that the really mean pharmacist that made me almost cry on my second week was the one who picked me for the position
- finding out that one of the assistants thought I was a smartypants from first impression
- back hair
- said person's hate of the fridgeintoarm incident victim because said person asked for the music to be turned down
- the pharmacy's assistant comment about fat people being eaten first if the pharmacy was in a lock down and how he would not be the first one to tell said person
- intern being decent today!
- the epic elaborate plot to take what I've always wanted on the first day as pajamas
- the generous gift from the pharmacy department as a thank you
- stalking my friend's boyfriend on facebook and how he really does not look like what I expected
- books in brown paper bags