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About the GrumpyQueen


A.K.A Gatekeeper

I love food, don't deprive me of it.

I'm not Princess, I'm Queen

I can be quite grumpy and when I am, I hide here, my dungeon for reflections, ramblings and ranting.

Whatever I write are opinions, and may not be the whole truth. Do not read it like the Gospel.

I hate as vehemently as I love
I already know I'm crazy, be my friend, it's safer

Different is not bad, just not the same as the rest

If you don't like me, it's probably mutual
But I'm nice, really :p

Blog started 21st June 2007, shifted from www.thegatekeeperstory.blogspot.com

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| Last day of school pics |
| Last day of school pics |
| Tales of the SINGAPOREAN rojak |
| Killing cockroach with Sis I |
| Killing cockroach with Sis II |
| You know you're a Nurse when... |
| Thailand 2007 |
| Taiwan 2008 |
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Stupid twits!



One big twit!

One small twit aka bitch.

I got nothing much to say about the big twit la. Since he earned his stripes and can now afford to be cocky. But still he should at least be polite and impartial right? How can he just cover his junior's backside at the expense of someone else? Covering his junior's backside on another unrelated occasion. Not only that, rude some more! This time he's only slightly unfriendly la.

Never mind about him for now, the stupid small twit; inefficient, whiny and just pre-occupied with tiny unimportant matters.

All she does is hide behind the big twit's backside and run all over the shop looking for stuff that were placed right under her nose. And the nerve of her to accuse me of not preparing the stuff for her.

Look, it's not the first time doctors ask for stuff that are placed in front of them.

*pukes* To call these 2 unfriendly twits doctors is just so insulting to the med profession.

Ok, like I was saying, never mind if you ask for stuff, but can you ask for it nicely?

"How's that you all do not put the case notes and charts together during rounds?"

Your backside la! Can't you see that ALL the patients have their charts and notes together. Maybe you should open your goldfish eyes to look?

But still I helped her, cos she looked quite distressed and I know how afraid she must be of that big twit who might give her a big time scolding behind closed doors.

So in the end, she found those charts right under the big twit's nose and sheepishly said, "oh it's ok, found already."

Then, when the big twit left, this small twit became one big time bitch. At first I thought she was only eager to hide behind that big twit's backside and a bit inefficient. But this bitch began to pick on us. Some blood test was not done and this twit insisted that it was our fault when we were not the one who pricked the patient.

She kept on asking us to call the night nurse to find out what happened. People sleeping la, you dope-head.

And it's not even her bloody fault the night doctor didn't do what she's (night doctor) supposed to do right? So how come you don't call the night doctor to ask why she ordered the blood but didn't take?

Ok, so she was going on and on about how she has to poke the patient another time, how stupid is it not to have done the test the first time around and blah blah blah.

Please la, if it was her fault this happened, would she have said the same thing? Or if we know for sure it's the fault of the night doctor, would the big twit have covered for her?

Besides, would it help matters, if we know who's fault is it? Blood not taken, period. We have to do what we need to do.

And so finally she angrily walked to the patient to take the blood. Well, if she had been nicer, we'd have done it for her and saved her all the trouble. Heck, we'll even apologise because doctors are bad at apologising. :p

After that, with that bitchy attitude of hers, she angrily walked out of the ward and said, without looking at me, "CALL ME IF THE BLOOD RESULTS ARE ABNORMAL."

You talking to dog ar? CCB. *pui*

And so, I called her to inform her of the ABNORMAL results. And despite all that she's done, I still politely greeted her on the phone and spoke to her. And guess what the bitch did? She didn't even say "ok" or "sure" or anything to acknowledge me, SHE SLAMMED THE BLOODY PHONE DOWN ON ME!!!"

KNN! CCB! I killed her grandfather or what? Don't need to say thank you la, even a simple ok or "hmm" would suffice. Dont tell me she might be in a bloody emergency. Even if she was half dead, gasping for air also can say "ya" right?

This kind of inefficient and cocky doctors, one day if they screw up, I'll feel sorry for the patient but I'll never feel sorry if they've to lose their license. I'll even point and laugh.

Moral of the story: You wanna be cocky, be efficient, be good enough to be able to function alone and manage the patient on your own.

21.11.08 5:08 PM

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