Originally Posted by
Spicoli
Running random here, politics and the kids wrapped in mylar blankets made it's way into the surgery room today. The doctor opines 'yeh and then this boarder debacle thing huh' and looked at me expecting a response. I'm standing there restraining a flailing Sheppard who had a gapping hole in it's neck that was flowing down the forearm onto my left boot waiting for this fkwit to find a vein and I said nothing. His shitty tech across from me starts saying 'yeh well Obama did it Obama did it' with one hand on her hip. He stops to look at her with 'you can't separate children from a mother, no just no'. Shitty tech (hand still on hip not helping me hold the dog still and not get bit) barks back 'well then they shouldn't be criminals' and starts raising her voice. So distracted not doing his job Doctor turns full attention to her and responds 'yeh but the childrens and dog kennels blah blah blah'. Meanwhile doggo has let loose and is pissing all over the table, it too begins to run down to the floor, and she starts to gator roll and toss it's gapping neck hole juice all over right in my face. Right there I said 'can you two get a room'. Doctor says 'I'm just wondering what people think it's important'. I say 'actually no it's not at the present time' and in that instant flailing half sedated Sheppard lays a loaf on the table and proceeds to kick through it making a literal flying shit storm. Doctor drops his syringe and yells look out. Tech chick yells OMG eww and throws a roll of paper towels on the table and I stand there with piss in one boot, drool blood neck juice in the other and doggo shat across my right arm. The current state of political affairs. Why do people talk politics at work? I hope that dog votes before both of them in the next election.
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