Nurse on the Run

When I was walking around today attempting to find my groceries (everything I needed was two blocks away…oops), I passed this site:

Window washers.  That’s right, I spotted window washers.  And stopped to take a picture of them.  Why, you might ask?  Well, as I passed them by, I thought to myself, “I could NEVER do that job!”  For those of you who don’t know, I am terrified of heights.  Terrified.  I can’t sit on someone’s shoulders because it freaks me out.  Washing windows as a job?  You couldn’t pay me enough, especially as I watched them lower themselves down to the next floor of windows.  I’d spend my entire day gripping the handrails and crying.

Okay, maybe I wouldn’t cry, but I’d want to.

Why do I mention this?  Because my current job is a bit of a conversation stopper.  People ask me where I work, and I tell them that I’m a nurse.  This question leads to the next ultimate question of, “What kind of nursing do you do?”  Pause, pause, wait for it…I work on a burn unit.  In general, I’ve found that most people don’t really know what to say in response to that, although many say, “Wow, I could never do that.”  Well…apparently I have no issues with pulling dead skin off of people (sorry, TMI?), but there are many other jobs that I could never do.  Such as window washing.  Or law.  Or a kindergarten teacher.  (That being said, I know an obscene amount of songs that involve hand motions.)

While I’m still withholding my opinions on my job until I have more experience, I realize how important it is that we all have different interests and can do things that other people wouldn’t even fathom doing.  While I’m not 100% sure I was meant to be a nurse, I do like taking care of people…and I can easily deal with lots of gross things.

Are there jobs out there that are like window washing for me?  What could you never imagine ever doing?  Someone once told me I looked like a lawyer…it was all I could do to not laugh!  I’d make a terrible lawyer.

that’s what boys are for

In other news, I found something else to add to my That’s What Boys are For list.  I attempted to take my air conditioning unit out of my window so I could open the window to counteract the obscene heat that flows throughout my apartment.  (It’s sooooo hot in my apartment!)  Anyway, naturally I managed to drop it on my toe, which has since stopped bleeding, but I was convinced I somehow broke it. 

So, boys and girls…taking AC units out of windows?  That’s what boys are for.

In other news, my room is much, much cooler now.  Victory.

Never fear, running talk will resume shortly.