adding my signature

one of the first things i do every day is read my horoscope, and today mine said something like..you don't HAVE to get involved, but you want to.  people are waiting for you to put more of yourself into your interactions.  go for it!  add your signature to life!

now, that could get a person in trouble and so i know i must approach the day with a little bit of caution, because some days you just know a personality surge is welling up and often, it has consequences.  and so, i decided to check my horoscope for tomorrow to see just how much trouble this was going to net me, and...there was nothing there.  no text.  blank page.  panic set in - what does this mean?!

it probably means the page didn't load completely,
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i wonder what happened to...

the young officer at hoke who encouraged me to apply for a custody position.  he popped into my mind for no apparent reason this morning.  a sweetie pie, that one was, who was just the right combination of tact and tough.

my ex-boss, ava, who retired in june.  she threw a party for her staff, hit the road and no one has heard from her since.  but that's just like her...no looking back.  that anyone knows, anyway.

twinkles, who manned the switchboard and flirted outrageously with me.  dark hair, twinkly eyes, answered the switchboard phone "Ms. Broadaway's telephone service, how can i help you?"

the secretary who took my place at the prison.  she hasn't been to work in more than a week, and my sweet RN friend, andrews, has been faxing me all the ur's to enter.

i feel this pull...i've a good mind to talk to the director of nursing and see if she would be interested in rehiring me.  i miss the adrenalin rush.  i miss andrews, who desperately needs me.  i miss dr. h...and i even miss the work.
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a funny thing happened yesterday in the medical record department:

i called the floor officer to send a certain inmate down to sign an authorization for release of information, pulled up his base screen, filled out the form according to the information in the state network. the inmate arrived.

"mr. l?"

"yes, that's me!  you have the same job my mother does! she works in medical records at ___hospital!"

"oh really...well, that's where we're sending this authorization, so she should be able to help you out!"

"i have the actual MRI films."

"you do?  you mean..at home?"

"yep, i have a copy of all my xray films."

"well, that's convenient. if you would sign right here.."

"hmmm...that's not my social security number. and that's not how you spell my last name."

i paused, looked at the guy and said...would you mind sitting right here for just a minute?  don't go nowhere!"

"not for another 2 years, anyway!"

so off to recheck the information.  sure enough, he has aliases and multiple social security numbers.  aha!  this was not going to be simple. i changed the social security number, had him read and check the rest of the information, which he concluded was correct, and i faxed the form to the hospital.

a few minutes later, it came back  stamped - this man has no records here.

so, mr. l - what social security number and alias did you use when you had the tests done?

guess i'll find that out today. for now, it's off to work.  happy friday, everybody!  and have a great weekend.  :-)