Showing posts with label Humour. Show all posts
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Friday, 15 February 2013

How not to be a dick at the vets... [shared link]

http://www.xojane.com/relationships/how-not-to-be-a-dick-at-the-vet-hospital


Being raised by two veterinarians made for a very warped childhood. Most of my formative years were spent gazing at the innards of cats and dogs while Mom or Dad removed, stapled or otherwise rearranged internal organs. I used to take naps inside of kennels with the patients. I have no real concept of what polite dinner conversation is.
I always thought I would be a vet, until I worked at a vet hospital. Working at one and hanging out with your parents at one are very different things. Sometimes it is just one big kitten parade, but sometimes my mom has a Facebook status like this:
“I have seen 5 patients tonight and all 5 are now deceased. The worst night ever."
My mother has been a veterinarian longer than I have been alive (she graduated pregnant with me) and an emergency vet for over a decade, but even she has a hard time with this much death in one night. 
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If only this were all veterinary medicine required.
Things like that status help remind me that I did make the right decision, career-wise.
Another reason I would not be a great vet: I am not great with owners, or “pet parents.” My dad is fond of saying “Not all pet owners are crazy, but all crazy people have pets.” Truer words never spoken. Usually, these crazy clients just make for a good story. 
One time, a client took her dead dog home and prayed over it for three days, thinking it would rise again. This same lady had previously explained to my father that all her dogs were sweet and wouldn’t bite because they “knew Jesus.” 
One time, a lady told my mom that she wanted her dog’s penis to be completely removed during neutering, because it was visible to her daughter. Except she didn’t say “penis,” she said “princess.”
One time, a man told me he wanted to get his dog the distemper vaccine, because Fluffy had been kind of a jerk recently.
My parents have a lot of funny stories. But, they also have some stories about people just being assholes. So I asked them (and all of my other vet-friends) to provide me with some helpful hints on how to not be a dick at your local vet hospital. My mom even wrote her own blog about it. 
1. Don’t Lie. 
I lie to my doctors all the time. I lie to my dentist about flossing, I lie to my MD about how much I drink, and if I had an OB/GYN, I’m pretty sure I would lie to her, too. I would mostly embellish for her though; my sexual history is the most boring sexual history of all the sexual histories.
But, I don’t lie to my vet. Mostly because she is my mom and can tell if I’m lying, but also because it would suck if something happened to Angie because I was too embarrassed to admit that I occasionally let her drink beer with me.
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 I’m not the best at keeping her ears brushed.
If your dog ate your pot, it is really important that you tell the doctor that your dog ate your pot. THC is toxic to dogs. If your dog ate any prescription medication (legally obtained or otherwise), tell your vet. If your dog ate a condom that SOMEHOW has peanut butter inside it, tell your vet. Vets are also bound by doctor-patient confidentiality, so they’re not going to narc on you. They will report abuse however, such as people drugging their pets to “see what would happen.” Don’t do that.
Don’t lie about non-drug factors either. If you feed your pet human food, don’t say you only feed them IAMs. If you haven’t applied your flea prevention or heartworm prevention in a year, don’t say it’s been a month. Giving heartworm medication over heartworms can kill your pet, so it’s important that a heartworm test be done if you’ve fallen behind on the medication.
2. Follow instructions.
There was once a dog with two broken legs. My dad applied splints to each leg and told the owner to keep the dog confined and as stationary and dry as possible. The next week he went back to that same farm for a call and, as he so eloquently put it, “God damn if the dog didn’t chase my truck up the driveway... with splinted legs.”
Medical instructions are not suggestions. They are given from a place of medical knowledge. The above is an extreme example, but all instructions are important. Administer medications as directed and when directed and KEEP THE CONE OF SHAME ON.
Also, if you do have to go to an emergency clinic: GO TO YOUR FOLLOW-UP WITH YOUR REGULAR VET. 
3. Pick One Point of Contact.
Your vet usually has several cases going at once and does not have the time to explain one set of findings to five different people. Pick one person for the vet to talk to and do not ask them to call your husband/wife/mom/breeder to re-explain themselves.
4. Treat your vet like a doctor.
Don’t tell my parents I admitted they are real doctors. My dad tried to suture me once and I had to be all “You’re not a real doctor,” but they are. The most disrespectful thing you can say to your vet is “But, I read on the Internet…” or “My breeder told me you would say that but…”  We all read things on the Internet. You can read things I wrote on the Internet, proving that you should probably not get your facts from the Internet. 
If you are concerned about vaccines: Ask your vet as many questions as you need to feel comfortable. Not all are legally required, and a good veterinarian should be able to tell which ones are needed for your pet’s lifestyle. 
There is a reason they spent a quarter million dollars on their education, and that is so they can save the lives of sweet little animals.
5. Don’t try to emotionally bribe them.
I used to get really hurt when people would insinuate (or flat out accuse) my parents or the vets I worked for of being in it for the money. As I mentioned earlier, the average vet student graduates with a quarter million dollars of debt. Buying your own practice is another quarter million. The median income for this profession is 65K. 
Surgeries for pets are expensive, but so are surgeries for people. Telling the vet they are effectively killing Princess Fluffy Face because you can’t afford treatment is a real dick move. Owning an animal is a financial responsibility. If you can’t afford to feed, vaccinate, and treat the ailments of your pet, you should not have one. 
Expect to spend money. An office visit may be $50, but that only serves to identify the problem. Don’t expect a cheap home remedy for severe dermatitis. 
But, if you are up-front about how much money you can spend (and we all get in tight spots) your vet can work with you and will know to focus on the treatment aspect of things. To quote my mother, “X-rays are not therapeutic.”
6. Don’t show up 10 minutes until closing.
Yes, hospitals are open until they are closed, but if your dog has been puking since 10 AM, don’t wait until 5:30 PM to come in. If something becomes apparent at 5:30 PM, it might be best to go to your emergency clinic. I would recommend getting to the vet at least 30 minutes prior to closing. Several of my vet friends have babies (furry and otherwise) they would like to get home to.
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My Vet-Friend, Brooke, with her fuzzy kid.
These are some of most common gripes, but the most important thing to remember is this:
Ninety percent of veterinarians are veterinarians because they feel they have a calling. I know enough of these people to know that they are not in it for the money. They are not in it for the hours. They are not in it for the heartbreak. They legitimately love animals.
My dad could care less about your baby, but he will talk to your puppy (not you, just the puppy) for an hour if you let him. I strongly suspect that he only visits me to visit Angie. He likes going to work, most vets I know do, and if they don’t it’s not because of Fluffy. It is because of Fluffy’s mom.
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My dad and his Grand-dogs.

Sunday, 2 December 2012

shared on fb post. i almost wanted to cry. can it not be so grey?

[人物傳記] 21世紀,月薪三萬元的港人。

嗨,我叫Anson,從小居屋戶、爸媽經營洗衣店,收入OK,但上有兩兄姊下有一弟的情況下,本來已談不上身家的資產也不會輪到我。除了弟弟,我們三兄姊弟中學畢業後也自力更生、自負盈虧。

大學畢業後幾年間輾轉打了幾份工,每次跳槽有加薪,待遇也更好,薪水好自然要改善生活,基於一屋擠著六人多年,也想試試獨處滋味,於是搬離娘家,租住一房小私樓,買一輛日系轎跑代步。

不妨直言,一個勤奮向上的高級銷售部主任平均月入三萬,孝子每月回贈爹娘五千,附送一份人壽保險一千、學費貸款一千、三餐膳食三千、豆潤單位月租九千、水電煤五佰、轎跑上會月供五千、車位月租二千,代步費兩千、外出車場五百、還有定期維修保養、牌費車保……。

生活其實OK的,在這個香港地能有一個人的家、一個人的車廂感覺特別優越。煙貴,還吃得起;油價加、還豪得起;人仔升,還花得起;餐搵餐食餐餐清,從沒有儲蓄的習慣,因為根本沒有需要儲蓄的原因,直至遇上她……。



阿晴是我一見鍾情的女生,除胸脯比較小巧外,實屬女神級質素。自第一天遇上她我便無法自拔的迷戀,還記得第一次在她樓下接載女神外出用膳,她一見我的轎跑便說:「哇,架車好有型呀!」我開心了幾個晚上,一切都值回票價。

適逢她情傷過後,巧逢住得又近,而且我又自住關係,這個天時地利人和讓我抱得美人歸。那個啪啪啪啪啪的晚上,我感動得落下男兒淚,她擘著腿問:「做乜喊呀BB?」我答:「實在太舒服喇…嗚……」其實是我真的很喜歡妳,阿晴。

當一個人的生活變成兩個人後,起初不同的只是多配一條門匙,膳食費按比例增加30%、每年預算多一筆外遊費、大時大節多花一點瑣碎慶祝費,全是有限錢,只要阿晴開心,什麼都OK,因為生活還OK。直至我們開始進入談婚論嫁的階段……。



我們開始為婚禮費用、婚後住屋問題與及家庭開支作出嚴謹的打算,當一個女人有了目標以後,是會變得嚴厲,溫柔得如阿晴也無可避免地對我逐漸封鎖,煙要戒、飯要帶、車……要賣。

阿晴和FD2二選其一,我選擇了前者,賣了跟我出生入死兩年的愛駒。那個早上,在移交車匙那刻,我緊緊握著車匙最後一角不放手,然後哭了,買家問:做乜喊呀Ching?」我答:「實在太唔捨得喇…嗚……」那刻我知我真的很愛阿晴。

沒有了私家車又節衣縮食的情況底下,我每月儲來萬五元,阿晴每月也有五千元助攻,我們的聯名戶口每月就有二萬進帳,預計一年後我們就能結成婚。然而,阿晴希望婚後買樓,說這樣才有將來,不然我們每月就白白花九千元來睡覺,於是,我跟兩老達成協議暫停回贈計劃,每月省來五千元。



我,其實是十二分討厭乘坐交通工具,也不習慣跟陌生人你眼望我眼,嘈吵的Roadshow電視聲、手機電玩聲、師奶聊天聲、還有粗鄙的歐盟二期引擎聲,每次上車Do八達通也感到異常委屈,身為公司Top Sales,為何要夾著公事包迫巴士?西裝給汗沾濕了,手提電腦給震傷了,我也被生活壓力迫爆了……。

一年後,我們順利結成夫婦,婚禮雖然不算富麗堂皇,阿晴撓著我手臂笑得蠻幸福。然而,親戚來賓卻沒有發現我眼窩中氾著無數的辛酸和無奈。穿起象徵幸運、幸福美滿的新郎裝,還有一位貌若天仙的新娘並著肩準備跟我走到海枯石爛,眼裡卻只有無名的仇恨。我是很愛阿晴,卻開始厭惡這個無間道的妖獸都市!「你們一個二個吃的乳豬炸子雞糯米飯,全都是我辛辛苦苦捱更抵夜節衣縮食煮來的!要是知道哪一個沒屁眼的混蛋敢給我蘋果日報作人情,我要他斷雙腳死雙親!!」這一種內心潛詞為整個囍宴染上一道紅,直至洞房花燭夜才令我感到活著的意義。射精那刻,我還未發現自己有病。

人情禮金連同血汗儲蓄,最後我們支付了首期,成功上樓當業主。單位雖小,成交後阿晴擁著我一臉幸福地說:「BB,我哋成功喇!」然後吻了我臉龐一口。阿晴,妳實在是完美無瑕,妳漂亮和溫柔的擁抱,可愛而不矯揉造作的依偎,我還認為自己在做夢。然而,艱苦生活是無了期。當成業主後,生活更緊張,供樓的錢已佔據我們總收入的大半,加上通脹加劇,任憑我每天多跑幾趟、三餐在家煮食、周末留在家煲劇、公假留港消費……我們每月所剩下的錢還是只得一兩千,實在百思不得其解,生活何以這樣緊迫?不要說什麼浮羅交怡,現在連翠華都吃不起!為何薪水升幅生活反而更難捱?兩年前,我還是一個出入旺區內新式私樓、轎跑代步的年輕才俊,點一口煙、拖一個波、踭子踏一下油門剎車,瀟灑如風又過一彎;兩年後升職了加薪了,反而要搬到元朗、捧著公事包滿頭大汗迫巴士電車地鐵走遍全港九R生意,還要留在公司叮飯!!為什麼?!我連手提上網都只有500mb!!連朋友Whatsapp發來的照片也不敢下載!為什麼?我是為了什麼活得如此繃緊?

就在這個快要迫瘋人的日子中,還出現一件令我百上加斤的事……我在一條濕滑的公路上,當了一個粗心大意的司機……是…我中出了阿晴,而阿晴也受精了。



一個不如意的早上,捽數會議被老闆以粗言穢語問候;接著不如意的中午,得知四個客戶被對家搶走了;繼而不如意的晚上,得知青山公路撞了一部FD2,Total Loss粉身碎骨,我認得那條蕉中尾。拖著抑壓、疲憊、憂傷的心情下班,想起待會還要乘一小時巴士再轉二十分鐘的小巴才回到家,心情再度一沉,我也想看黑絲江美儀!只是每天回到家已經是米雪。為何生活如此艱苦?為何薪水愈高生活愈苦?如今的我,每天支付兩程$21.40已覺吃力,為何馬路上仍然有這麼多私家車?駕寶馬和平治的人月薪到底有多少?人類又是怎樣買得起Aston Martin和Maserati?我到底為了什麼活得如此艱苦?!

在這個落幕低沉的晚上,我正想從公事包拿出白色的Headphone用音樂麻醉起伏的情緒,阿晴竟出現在公司樓下,就坐在大堂的沙發上!一見她甜美的笑容,心情立即得以緩解,她歡天喜地走過來撓著我的手臂說:「老公老公!等咗你好耐喇!」
我:「唔打俾我先?」
晴:「電話費貴嘛!」
我:「傻豬黎既!做乜無端端過黎等我放工?」
晴:「嘿!因為我有個好消息要即刻同你分享喔!」
我:「妳終於加人工拿?」
晴:「加就加喇!不過係我哋即將添加成員呀!」
我:「添加…成員……?」
晴:「嘻嘻嘻……」
我:「嘻嘻?」
晴:「哎…我有咗BB呀,嘻嘻!」
我:「吓…妳乜唔係…有食pills…既……咩?」
晴:「哈!奶奶咁想抱孫,我咪幫幫手囉!」
我:「幾……幾耐…既…既事?」
晴:「嘻!岩岩Check咗,原來已經七個禮拜喇!」
我:「七……七七七…個禮拜……………?」
晴:「係呀!所以我哋要開始儲錢喇!」
我:「呃呃呃呃…呃……………」
晴:「嘻!我之前仲諗緊re唔resign好!」
我:「呃呃…呃呃呃呃……」
晴:「老…老公?」
我:「呃呃呃呃…呃呃呃…呃呃呃呃呃!!!!」
晴:「老公你做乜野呀……老公!老公?」
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我Down機了。




































醒來後,我被困在一間白色的房…
不…是黑色的…不……
是白色……
不……

我沒有手錶,牆上也沒有掛鐘,只有一張床和一部電視,之後我發現沒有電視看的時候是日頭,播著成龍的時候就是夜晚。

我想人人也懂跳我這支開心舞。

Tuesday, 28 February 2012

What is Love?

- found this in the "from people >> jas k" folder today (2003).

What is Love?

A group of professionals posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year olds.  "What does love mean?"  The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined.  See what you think:
Rebecca – age 8
When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.  You know that your name is safe in their mouth.
Billy – age 4
Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.
Chrissy – age 6
Love is what makes you smile when you're tired.
Terri – age 4
Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is okay.
Danny – age 7
Love is when you kiss all the time.  Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more.  My mommy and daddy are like that.  They look gross when they kiss.
Jenny – age 4
Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday
Noelle – age 7
Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.
Clare – age 5
Love is when mommy gives daddy the best piece of chicken.
Chris – age 8
Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day
Jessica – age 6
When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.
Mark – age 6
You really shouldn't say "I love you" unless you mean it.  But if you mean it, you should say it a lot.  People forget.

Friday, 20 January 2012

Tips for Fun at Work

*adapted vetlearn.com*

  • Wear different funny hats, sunglasses, or masks to the team meetings.
  • Name the laboratory equipment and call it by name.
  • Keep bubbles, crayons, and child toys to pass around at meetings.
  • Copy someone’s hand using the copier. Type on it: “Need a pat on the back? Stand here.” Tack the sign on a wall where everyone can lean against it for the pat on the back.
  • In the bathroom, put up signs that say “Looking good!” or “You are great—Smile!”
  • Put up a humour/rumor board; first, make certain everyone knows what is appropriate humor for the clinic.
  • Watch a movie together and discuss learning points from it that can be used at the clinic. Good movies to try are Apollo 13 and 12 Angry Men. Encourage the team to look for movies to use.
  • Have a “Joy Jar.” Each month, decide that there will be a 25-cent penalty for a negative behavior, like saying “can’t.” The penalty money goes into the Joy Jar. At the end of the month, identify two people to be the Joy team. The Joy team decides how to use the money in the Joy Jar to spread joy in the clinic. For example, you might have a masseuse come in to give neck massages or get someone to come in and speak on managing stress.
  • Help team members develop their sense of humor by supporting their sharing of funny incidents and stories. Look for opportunities to help people take themselves and their jobs less seriously. Share positive stories, and encourage others to share them with the team.
  • Make sure you have a supply of fun office toys (e.g., Silly Putty, Slinkys, Pez dispensers, Frisbees, Nerf balls, Koosh balls).
  • Bring a camera to work and catch people having fun. Put the photos on a “Wall of Fame” board with funny or heartwarming captions.
  • Post photos from newspapers and magazines on a bulletin board, and have team members write funny captions on sticky notes around the photos.
  • Put fun messages on employees’ paychecks to recognize their performance or special days like their birthday or work anniversary.

Sunday, 4 December 2011

Oh, the Places You'll Go! by Dr. Suess

Congratulations!
Today is your day.
You're off to Great Places!
You're off and away!

YOu have brains in your head. 
You have feet in your shoes
You can steer yoursef 
and direction you choose.
You're on your own. And you know wht you know.
And YOU are the one who'll decide where to go.

Out there things can happen 
and frequently do
to people as brainy
and footsy as you.

You'll be on your way up!
You'll be seeing sights!
You'll join the high fliers
who soar to high heights.

Except when you don't 
Because, sometimes, you won't.

I'm sorry to say so
but, sadly, it's true
and Hang-ups can happen to you.
But on you will go
though the weather be foul
On you will go 
through your enemies prowl
Onward up many
a frightening creek,
though your arms may get sore 
and your gumboots may leak.

Step with care and great tact
and remember that Life's 
a Great Balancing Act.
Just never forget to be dexterous and def.
And never mix up your right foot with your left.

And will you succeed?
Yes! You will, indeed!
(98 and 3/4 percent guaranteed)


KID, YOU'LL MOVE MOUNTAINS!

So... Today is your day!
Your mountain is waiting.
So... get on your way!


 - parchment given to murdoch vet graduates 2011 at graduation dinner 2nd december, 2011.

Wednesday, 2 November 2011

Political correctness for teachers...

 * took this off Chee Kia's facebook* - made me laugh this morning.
 
Political correctness for teachers...
No one fails a class anymore, there merely "passing impaired."

You don't have detention, you're just one of the "exit delayed."

Your bedroom isn't cluttered, it's just "passage restrictive."

These days, a student isn't lazy. He's "energetically declined."

Your locker isn't overflowing with junk, it's just "closure prohibitive."

Kids don't get grounded anymore. They merely hit "social speed bumps."

Your homework isn't missing, its just having an "out-of-notebook experience."

You're not sleeping in class, you're "rationing consciousness."

You're not late, you just have a "rescheduled arrival time."

You're not having a bad hair day, you're suffering from "rebellious follicle syndrome."

You don't have smelly gym socks, you have "odor-retentive athletic footwear."

You're not shy. You're "conversationally selective."

You don't talk a lot. You're just "abundantly verbal."

You weren't passing notes in class. You were "participating in the discreet exchange of penned meditations."

You're not being sent to the principals office. You're "going on a mandatory field trip to the administrative building."

It's not called gossip anymore. It's "the speedy transmission of near-factual information."

The food at the school cafeteria isn't awful. It's "digestively challenged."

Wednesday, 25 August 2010

productivity

"Be Quick, but don't hurry!" – John Wooden

"唔好急不過要快" - first heard that from mark

Friday, 25 June 2010

wk 3 of holz ~ oka brief, rain, mk (al)

i'm so rude =P

but this actually inspired some interesting conversation with various people...

茶會for OKA trip ^^

some mad weather in hk...

玫瑰柚子茶... yum.