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Posted by juliekendall on February 27th, 2009 in General

No…seriously…you won’t believe it. I certainly don’t. I spent most of my day working out all the kinks to enroll in Front Range Community College to become a certified phlebotomist. Before you start thinking that I’m going to be sucking some poor souls brains out, I said PHLEbotomist…as in phlebotomy…NOT LObotomy. (That was my sisters reaction). Why? Well….I don’t want to work retail for the rest of my life (”stick it” is something a phlebotomist can say to someone with out getting fired). I hate being alone in the house (it’s just too much to ask Craig to be a husband AND a girl friend). I love needles. (My needles tend to have thread attached to them but I’m not picky). Blood has never grossed me out. (Favorite movies…Kill Bill, Aliens, Tombstone. Favorite tv shows…CSI, Criminal Minds, Bones..get my point?) The science part THRILLS me! (Biology was my best subject in school). And I can pick any number of places to work. Oh yeah…I can also make all my own scrubbs!!

Here is how my day went…

Had to fill out a TON of stuff to request admission. Spent an hour on a practice assessment test. Spent another half hour making phone calls to find out how to get out of the assessment test. Had to contact OBU to get a copy of my transcript (I believe they had to find an available archeologists to locate it). Had to print and fill out a form to REQUEST that the archeologist find and mail my transcript to me (luckily, it isn’t recorded on stone so the shipping will be cheap). Hopefully, this antique piece of paper will get me out of damn assessment test. (If not, I’m going to have to go back to elementary school so that I can be smarter than a 5th grader). Then spent another hour online looking up phlembotomy job ads in the area. If I ever pass 5th grade and remember that some needles aren’t meant to be threaded, I may just have a micro-career someday. Yep..that salary is calling my name! A whopping 21K job! Man, Craig doesn’t have a thing to worry about. Those social security checks will keep me in Diet Pepsi for at least 6 months.

Well…I’ve been on the computer or phone all day. It’s after 5:00 and I’m STILL in my pj’s. Guess I’d better get dressed since we’re going to go eat steak with Jes in celebration of her new position at her work. Uh-huh…we paid for her tuition so she can make twice what I’ll make after I receive my dinky little certificate paper that says a I can stick people and make them cry.

Have a good day.