I wish I was in Cambodia. Nursing school in no way prepares me for a career pouring glasses full of draft beer that tastes like feet out of a Coleman cooler while cockroaches fall on my head.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Still Not Convinced?
Today I got written up, made to cry at least three times and told I needed to have an emergency meeting with my instructor all because one client said I didn't smile enough and was short with them.
I have a severe case of itchy feet. Not athletes foot, just the inability to stay in one place. I also have somehow developed mad housewife skills and the desire to do crazy things like marathons and triathlons. This blog explores the mish-mash of ways it's possible to somehow be unreservedly nomadic and deeply settled at the same time.
Oh Millie...
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Run away to Asia with me.
Failing that, we can apply for a job at the SAME Tim Hortons.