by Liz FlahertyI'm serious! It really was! Well, it was a Tuesday, anyway.
I'm a pink lady at a local hospital and recently, I worked an afternoon shift in outpatient registration. It was a slow afternoon and I can only arrange magazines so many times and do so many word-search puzzles before I get a little...well, dopey. So I had this notebook. And this pen. And, for years, the only way I wrote was in longhand. These days, I don't even take
notes with a pen, but on that Tuesday, I though...
Published on December 07, 2015 05:01