Night Shift

Tonight, had Osama Mama walked in around 9:30-10, we would've been toast. 9 out of our 12 patient chairs were empty, called in early or not coming for their own reasons. I was sitting at the computer, I'd been writing a nasty letter to Bank of America. Craig was laid over the counter so that his head was hanging upside down in front of me and I was giving him a scalp massage. Marisol was sitting next to me tickling me. Frank and Miguel had pulled up chairs to a tv at an empty station and were watching Ultimate Fighting. Now THAT is what I call night shift. I just wish it happened more than once a year.

*teehee*

We have many lines on night shift....the newest is between Craig and I only, no one else gets it somehow. "I love it when a plan comes together!" We have been very into the A-Team thing lately. Tonight was a perfect "plan comes together" night. *smiles blissfully*