Here it is, the end of another week. I have a few days off and will definitely be spending some time catching up in Blogville!
I worked yet another double shift last night and something interesting happened…
On midnight shift, we get our drug delivery. The guy comes in with a sealed tote, cuts the tags off with a box cutter, and presents us with an abundance of medications! I’m usually gone for the night when this happens and don’t see the ‘drug guy’ (our affectionate term for him) very often. Last night I was checking in the narcotics talking to him, and he asked if we had his phone number on the unit. He said he likes to make sure everyone has it in case we need anything. I told him we did not, and he wrote it down and handed it to me.
More idle chitchat, I made a comment that I wouldn’t like all the driving that his job entails. He said something about having people text or call him to keep him company. Off he went.
I went on break, and when I returned, the other nurse on the floor said the drug guy had called. She was absolutely giddy, almost jumping up and down. Apparently he called and said he ‘lost’ his box cutter, thought he may have left it there. Said to tell the nurse who checked in the meds to call him, he had given her his number. The other nurse said she offered to look for it, and he said just to have me call him.
So I did.
No, I didn’t see his box cutter anywhere. Yes, I would keep an eye out for it. Then he says, “Oh, and you can text me later if you have time.” (Again with the texting!) The other nurse was sure he just wanted me to call him. I wasn’t sold on that…like I have said before I don’t look sexy at all when I’m at work, and when he sees me I have already been there for at least 10 hours!
So, I texted him. The following is our conversation, he is D.G., and I am V.A.
V.A. This is Vevay from Newbright. Did you find what you were looking for?
D.G. Not yet. Are you keeping busy?
V.A. We have two orientees tonight, but I am still trying to finish paperwork from 3-11, so that is keeping me busy. Guess you just stay busy, huh?
D.G. Yea, I am surprised you sent me a text.
D.G. Just didn’t think you would go for it.
V.A. Did you really even lose your box cutter?
D.G. Yes, but I wanted you to text me. That’s why I gave you my number!
V.A. Thought you were being sly? That’s funny. I probably wouldn’t have texted if you hadn’t called, though.
D.G. Why not? I dropped a big hint!
V.A. You said you give your number to everyone.
D.G. I don’t really.
After this he started sending messages, Are you still there? Hope I didn’t upset you. Did I make you mad? I replied to these, but it seemed like he wasn’t getting my messages. Then it dawned on me that he was trying to get me to call him!
V.A. Either you are really not getting my messages or you are trying to get me to call you.
D.G. You got me.
V.A. Well, I do have to get back to work but maybe later today.
D.G. I will be hoping to hear from you!
And maybe I will…you have to give a guy credit for a move like that. Right now though, I need sleep. I’ve been awake for 22 hours, and my lovely bed and two fat cats miss me!