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Saturday, May 28, 2011

Curse you William Shatner!

I made my reservations so long before my arrival in Dubai that I forgot what hotel I was staying in. I kept waiting for the confirmation email which never arrived. I searched all of the travel sites looking for it. I never found it so I figured that my reservation never went through. Silly me, I got a receipt for my stay yesterday. At a hotel that I didn't stay in. Turns out it was a prepaid, nonrefundable room from priceline. Except price-line booked the room through another agency and had no record of the booking on their website. And despite my best effort of begging, crying, whining, (did I mention begging?) no refund or credit to use at a future date. Ce la vie. My refund was dead, Jim. Shatner, you bastard....
Back to travelocity for me.
Role 1 meeting yesterday. Short and sweet. A quick talk about malaria: turns out that our malaria policy is not up to date. Our policies are like buying a new computer. They are obsolete by the time you get them working. We just wrote it a month ago. Made rounds on a patient at the Role 3. Clinic was quiet, which is good because we are down staff. More arriving this week. Not sure about the quality, though. (That's for you, Garth)
Dennis and Steve leave on RnR today. They are like giddy school girls. I completely understand. Hard to concentrate on work when you're brain is already on a plane to CONUS. You now Conus, it's just North of Flatus, Nebraska. Actually CONUS is continental United States. Like POTUS is president of US, FLOTUS is first lady....etc. We live in acronymville here and speak in tongues. I started doing that when I was home, out of habit. "Let's take the pov to the dfac for an mre." E just stared at me. "Ah, sorry, can we go get a burrito?" Then she just smacked me upside my head, really hard. She's small but mighty. Boom, left hook out of nowhere. First she faked with the right, though She's cagey, that way. I bobbed, she weaved and pow, a haymaker, followed by an uppercut, scoring a t-k-o.  Weight on her front foot, good wide stance, just like she learned in the SAS. Now I have a TBI  and I'm fubar. Better get in the car ASAP. We better get that burrito PDQ before I'm DOA.

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