All in a Day's Work

Wow. It really has been a while since I blogged. I did not realise. Hmmm...Thank you Angela for requesting another posting. I would like to also take this opportunity to thank the other five people who actually read this blog :-M@t, Brian, Marianne, Justin and Laura. If I have not mentioned your name and you like what you see, post a 'Shout Out!' in the comments section. It will give me the warm and furries.

So, back to business. It was recently brought to my attention by a source close to me, that it's not nice to make fun of people's names, cause it was given to them by their parents yadda, yadda... It was at this point I had to invoke my rights as a US citizen and remind them of the 2nd Amendment. No, not that pesky 1st Amendment that mentions something about free speech thingamabob, but the one about the right to bear arms. I think I got my point across just fine after that...

Upholding the 2nd Amendment- The right to bear bare bear arms.

Anyway, the other day I was at work and not enjoying myself in the least. For starters, I had to get out of bed at the crack of dawn, on a weekend and on top of that, make intelligible conversation and at a moments notice be prepared to make life saving decisions [okay, maybe that's going too far]. Suffice it to say, I was in a pretty pissy mood. However, my friends and colleagues came to my rescue...by mentioning names they had heard recently. It was as if a ray of sunshine cut through the clouds and lit me up from within [sadly that part is not exaggeration], my mood changed instantly, and I was on a roll. Awesome!!!

After some discussion we found that some of our very colleagues had some, umm, unusual names.

The nurse whose name was pronounced Cheryl but was spelt Sheroll [You know, kinda sounds like Ricky Martin's song, 'She Bangs, She Bangs.' And yes, I am still miffed at him for having twins without my involvement and naming them Matteo and Valentino. Not sure how I feel about that. I will discuss it at my next Celebrity Stalkers Anonymous meeting].

The other nurse who had a friend named Chlorine Licorish, sweet and deadly  in one awesome name [I actually took a picture of the name as she pulled it up on her phone...just in case...]

The agency nurse who told the story of her friend Phillus...and how one day she saw her friends drivers licence and was shocked to see that her full name was actually Syphillus .
 [ I'll be right back. THAT...will never get old *wipe tear*]

The other 'professional' named Honey [can you imagine a nurse called Honey? Oh the ways she could go...Picking up extra work on the side has a whole new meaning.]

An individual named Mehnur, pronounced Manure. *sigh*

At the same time all this wonderful conversation was taking place, we heard that Praise the Lord was leaving the building. I lie to you not!!!

Now back to my "loosely culture based but honestly, they really should know better by now" names.
I had the pleasure of learning that Friday, Sunday , Monday [were] Thank God doing well in school.

Not just a learning aid but can double for roll call

And lastly, I learned of a gentleman named Good Luck Jonathan, who happens to be the current President of Nigeria.  In a nation of political, umm, 'change', this, I presume  can be a name with a double edged sword. Because I do have some sense, and I'm sure there are a couple of people who might miss me if I mysteriously moved to another country without any explanation, or had an accident mountain climbing or white water rafting [cause I'm that type of active], I will say no more.

Except that his wife's name is Patience.