Today is one of those days where you meet crazy everywhere you go! It's the kind of day where everyone is asking if there is a full moon because full moons are notorious for bringing out crazy people!
During my jaunts through the hallways of my department, I sometimes come across a man who works in one of the other labs. I don't know which one, and I don't know his name; I only know that if you are walking on the wrong side of the hall, or cut a corner too close, or carry a cup of coffee with no lid on it, he feels it's his duty to tell you what you are doing wrong! And not nicely, either! Like he's disciplining his kids or something. Everyone here has run into him a time or two.
This morning I was in the lounge getting a cup of coffee. He was in there obsessively cleaning his breakfast dishes..and by obsessively, I mean scrubbing the color off of the bowl, hot steamy water, drying with multiple paper towels! I poured myself a cup of coffee. Now I admit, I left less than a cup in the pot and you are supposed to make another pot when you do that but a) I was in a hurry because my desk was busy and unmanned, and b) there was no one else in the lounge and it was late morning anyway. So I start to walk out of the door and of course, Mr. OCD starts to yell at me for leaving without making another pot of coffee! The way he carried on you would think that the whole department was going to crumble because I did not make a new pot of coffee! All I did was tell him that I knew he would say something about that, and continued on my way back to my desk! I swear someone needs to file a complaint about him or something! I feel really sorry for anyone that may live with him!
Then when I get back to my desk, I get a phone call from a patient asking for test results. When I told her that I was not allowed to give results to patients and that she needed to call her doctor, she got hysterical, claiming that there was something wrong with her and I just did not want to tell her myself! It took me a while to convince her that I had no idea what her results were, and that I was not trying to avoid giving her bad news!
I really need a vacation!