Okay, okay, so I am a little bit of a drama queen. I am not really dying but I am doing my OB/GYN rotation, which is similar to a long agonizing death, like having so many of your nose hairs pulled out that you bleed to death. Besides hating having to deal with smelly vaginas all day, seeing women deficate during birth, and getting splashed with vagina juice during the miracle of birth, I also have to deal with the greatest evil known to mankind. An evil only surpassed by Dr. Evil. Yes my fellow collegues, I am talking about OB/GYN nurses and their attitudes which, amazingly, often surpasses the shelves they sport as asses in size. Now, not all are evil, but most are, and I simply can't take it anymore. Although I show up on time, see my patients, do their paperwork, and have never refused the requests of nurses, a group of them are determined to have me failed. Why you ask? Apparently my lips have not been lost enough in the rolling waves of moo moo cake- produced fat that jiggle their scrub pants like J-E-L-L-O. This really sucks. Oh well, back to work. Feel free to comment. Peace out.