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ninjasinMy last day of work was today. It was busy as always and I was in the damn cash window ALL DAY. I had over $1700 in my drawer by the time I counted it down at the end of the night. Jeesh.
Today's adventure at work occured toward the very end of my shift when Lesa, the new girl, went on break and suddenly had a massive nosebleed. I mean serious, steady dripping of blood. She's not prone to nosebleeds and was feeling okay. Robin was freaking out (she doesn't take blood very well) and just about everyone was hovering around her while she held a bunch of paper towels (shitty absorbancy).
I was in the process of counting my drawer down in the office when this happened and saw Robin go running past the door saying "Somebody help!" I stuck my head out and she told me to close the door and help. I closed the office door and assessed the massive group (pretty much all the crew) hovering around her and the crappy absorbancy of the paper towels. I pulled on a pair of gloves and checked the first aid kit for gauze (which it lacked and I gave Robin a stern comment about how there's supposed to be gauze in it) then grabbed a couple of the yellow cloth disposable yellow towels we use for the bathroom. They are quite absorbant.
So armed with my towels and gloves, I go over to Lesa and note the more than normal bloodflow from her nose, and get her to drop the towels into the garbage she was positioned over while sitting on a chair. Yellow absorbant towel now being held onto her nose I get her to tilt her head down and hold pressure on it. They kept telling her to tilt her head back. Stupid people. Do we want the blood to drain back into her sinuses or into her throat?
Still, everyone is hovering about. I tell the crew to get back to their stations and even manage to shoo Robin away (she really wasn't helping at all). I stayed back a bit (now the only one with Lesa) and carefully watch the progress of stopping the nosebleed. A switch of the yellow towel to a fresh one later and I determine that if a good five minutes of constant pressure on her nose isn't even reducing the flow of blood from her nose in the slightest whatever is causing it has to be up further in her nasal cavity than a typical nosebleed. Then she spits out some blood.
Time to get her to the emergency room. I calmly walk up front where Robin is and tell her we need to get her to the hospital and Robin once more freaks out. She wanted me to take her, but I don't know how to get to the hospital (it's on the other side of town and I never bothered to explore Fairmont). So the new supervisor (effectively my replacement) takes her. We couldn't get a hold of the girls' mother to tell her we had to send her to the hospital. Eventually a good 40 minutes after they went we get ahold of the mother and they're on the way to their daughter.
Once they left, I did the duty of changing the trash the bloody paper towels were in and had one of the crew clean and sanitize the trashcan just in case. I found she dripped a small amount of blood on the counter of the three-part sink where we place the clean dishes to dry. So all the dishes that were on it got sent back for a thorough cleaning and I bleached, cleaned and sanitized the surface.
Apparently I'm very cool and collected in such a situation because I was the one that controlled the situation and got everything done. I found out later that what was causing the bleeding was a burst vein up in her nasal cavity. They fixed her up and she came back to work; that's one tough girl. For the most part she kept her cool. I could tell she was scared, but once I got everyone away from her, she calmed down some.
So that was my adventure at work.
I am no longer employed and all the money I have in the world is sitting in my wallet. Kind of pathetic to look at, too. I'm waiting to hear back from my landlord about the last part of my expenses and in theory I should be packing/cleaning or something. Yet I am so exhausted I really don't have any motivation right now.
I put out so many things for the garbage this morning. I gave away my bookcase, my foodstuffs, my black shelving and my one poster-framed print of a pretty German castle to Margaret. I gave all my alcohol (except my Captain) to Jayme and Emmie for their party tonight. I even gave up the Goldschlagger and this is the only time of year I drink the stuff. The things you find aren't a neccessaity... Jayme's going to come and take the TV stand and standing lamp I have at the foot of my bed since it can't come with me or go with Dad either.
I'm soooooooooooooooooooooooo tired. One more day. Just one more day.
Today's adventure at work occured toward the very end of my shift when Lesa, the new girl, went on break and suddenly had a massive nosebleed. I mean serious, steady dripping of blood. She's not prone to nosebleeds and was feeling okay. Robin was freaking out (she doesn't take blood very well) and just about everyone was hovering around her while she held a bunch of paper towels (shitty absorbancy).
I was in the process of counting my drawer down in the office when this happened and saw Robin go running past the door saying "Somebody help!" I stuck my head out and she told me to close the door and help. I closed the office door and assessed the massive group (pretty much all the crew) hovering around her and the crappy absorbancy of the paper towels. I pulled on a pair of gloves and checked the first aid kit for gauze (which it lacked and I gave Robin a stern comment about how there's supposed to be gauze in it) then grabbed a couple of the yellow cloth disposable yellow towels we use for the bathroom. They are quite absorbant.
So armed with my towels and gloves, I go over to Lesa and note the more than normal bloodflow from her nose, and get her to drop the towels into the garbage she was positioned over while sitting on a chair. Yellow absorbant towel now being held onto her nose I get her to tilt her head down and hold pressure on it. They kept telling her to tilt her head back. Stupid people. Do we want the blood to drain back into her sinuses or into her throat?
Still, everyone is hovering about. I tell the crew to get back to their stations and even manage to shoo Robin away (she really wasn't helping at all). I stayed back a bit (now the only one with Lesa) and carefully watch the progress of stopping the nosebleed. A switch of the yellow towel to a fresh one later and I determine that if a good five minutes of constant pressure on her nose isn't even reducing the flow of blood from her nose in the slightest whatever is causing it has to be up further in her nasal cavity than a typical nosebleed. Then she spits out some blood.
Time to get her to the emergency room. I calmly walk up front where Robin is and tell her we need to get her to the hospital and Robin once more freaks out. She wanted me to take her, but I don't know how to get to the hospital (it's on the other side of town and I never bothered to explore Fairmont). So the new supervisor (effectively my replacement) takes her. We couldn't get a hold of the girls' mother to tell her we had to send her to the hospital. Eventually a good 40 minutes after they went we get ahold of the mother and they're on the way to their daughter.
Once they left, I did the duty of changing the trash the bloody paper towels were in and had one of the crew clean and sanitize the trashcan just in case. I found she dripped a small amount of blood on the counter of the three-part sink where we place the clean dishes to dry. So all the dishes that were on it got sent back for a thorough cleaning and I bleached, cleaned and sanitized the surface.
Apparently I'm very cool and collected in such a situation because I was the one that controlled the situation and got everything done. I found out later that what was causing the bleeding was a burst vein up in her nasal cavity. They fixed her up and she came back to work; that's one tough girl. For the most part she kept her cool. I could tell she was scared, but once I got everyone away from her, she calmed down some.
So that was my adventure at work.
I am no longer employed and all the money I have in the world is sitting in my wallet. Kind of pathetic to look at, too. I'm waiting to hear back from my landlord about the last part of my expenses and in theory I should be packing/cleaning or something. Yet I am so exhausted I really don't have any motivation right now.
I put out so many things for the garbage this morning. I gave away my bookcase, my foodstuffs, my black shelving and my one poster-framed print of a pretty German castle to Margaret. I gave all my alcohol (except my Captain) to Jayme and Emmie for their party tonight. I even gave up the Goldschlagger and this is the only time of year I drink the stuff. The things you find aren't a neccessaity... Jayme's going to come and take the TV stand and standing lamp I have at the foot of my bed since it can't come with me or go with Dad either.
I'm soooooooooooooooooooooooo tired. One more day. Just one more day.
