......I took 3 hours to eat my bowl of fruit salad. It was a really yummy bowl of fresh fruit salad. The food truck had just come in so there was lots of variety.
In the end I just got fed up, and threw the last quarter of it or so away. Damn shame.
Sometimes, we get so busy when we are drilling that you have to make very important decisions on the spur of the moment........
For example............
Do I go to the toilet, have a drink, do up my shoelaces, have some food, or have a smoke.
Usually there is only time enough for one of the above, you can't do it all at once.
Needless to say, the smoke usually wins out!
However, me being female, can usually do two things at once.
Smoking and drinking go hand in hand, likewise, drinking and eating, toilet and shoelaces.
However, I do not smoke and eat, toilet and smoke, smoke and shoelaces, eat drink & toilet, toilet and smoke. Hmmmnnn.......
The decisions I have to make...........I don't know how I've coped all these years.
On another topic entirely, I have a marvellous bruise to my left shoulder. I have to keep undressing in the unit so I can watch it develop. At the moment it is the size of my hand, and is a purplish kind of blue.
I don't mind getting a little bit injured every now and again, but I can't stand getting damn well hurt and having nothing to show for it. I'm proud of my war wounds.
And just to change the subject again, the other day I heard a conversation between the head cook and a newly arrived indian old fella mud doctor trainee.
"I'm a vegetarian", says the old indian dude.
"Then how come you're sooooo FAT?" expleted the head cook.
I couldn't help it, I cracked up. I mean, the reason I'm fat is cos I eat shit and don't exercise.
I'm not laughing at the poor fat guy, I truly sympathise, I'm just laughing at the way the cook said it. Lot's of tone and emphasis.
Anyway, I'm off to find my midnight bowl of fruit salad. I have time to eat it too!