And I thought the most uncomfortable thing about the night was going to be the suit

What a freakin' loooooooong day.

I got up at 6:30 this morning and did not come home from work until NINE PM.

After work today I had to attend a county medical members meeting, to "network" with some of the local doctors, and had to wear a suit which made me feel like an alien (even though the suit, which was borrowed, fit really, really well). Then I mingled with some old doctors, spouting out random general things about the pharmacy (because do I really know anything medical?) and giggling giggles that I could not even recognize as myself. I felt so uncomfortable, and so out of my element...the suit, the giggles, it was far, far too much.

Everything that was talked about in the meeting was way over my head, somewhere up in the ceiling I would say, not to mention it was booorrring, but my opinion is probably skewed by the whole "I have no idea what these smart people are talking about" thing. From what I could gather, there aren't enough doctors in Florida and insurance companies are the DEVIL and everything is turning to crap. I really don't like seeing this behind the scenes take on the medical field sometimes, I want to just live under a happy cloud thinking doctors are only out to help you get better and that money and politics have nothing to do with whether or not someone deserves medical attention. I guess that's just like how boys don't like hearing about girls and the nitty gritty of their periods or poos?

But I'm home now, Coors Light by my side, and after a few more sips of this beer, it will be off to glorious bed for me.

Goodnight friends...