Not that I have one to work off. One of my job, when I started there last year the guys swore they were going to make me fat. Well, they have failed so far because not only are they not making me fat, I seem to weigh less now. I’m one of those girls you hate because I can eat anything and everything and not gain an ounce. The difference between me and some of those girls though, I don’t go around calling myself fat. I also HATE that I can’t gain weight! I’m too freaking skinny and don’t like it at all!
Now with that said, I started my newest job this week. It has been my dream job! They keep telling us to be proud of ourselves, that not many people make it there. They picked us because we truly are the best in the field. Boy is the pressure on! I’m loving it! Loving the people, but the pressure…I’m freaking nervous! I’m afraid I don’t know enough, I’m afraid I’ll mess up, or not know the drugs or doses, or just…I’m fucking scared!!! But my man swears I know my stuff, that it all comes natural on a call, and that I was just born to be there. We shall see.
What does this job have to do with having no ass? Well ALL of my uniform had to be ordered! I’m too freaking small! They had no shirts, dress shirts, polos, pants, boots, job shirts, coats…NOTHING in my size! They didn’t even have gear for me for vehicle accidents and what not. It’s horrible! But other than that…I FREAKING LOVE IT!!!!! They people are great, the job is great, the Chief is really cool, the officer staff is awesome…I just love it! I’m SO happy with the job! I will tell you more about the pressures and stuff, but for now I need sleep. I’m stuck at hell job tomorrow…it’s going to ruin my week!