Last night was an awful night at work. Let’s just say things were happening in the OR that I’ve only done a couple of times. Anyway, it was stressful, but one of the doctors I was working with had the FOULEST mouth. I couldn’t BELIEVE the combinations he was saying. Even when the stress was over, apparently the swear word flood gates were still open becuase they continued to flow freely.
It just made me think how I instantly feel like people who swear a lot are a lower class then me. Now, I used to have a bit of a Sailor’s mouth when I worked in the nursing home. Once I was pregnant with Conner, I worked really hard to get those words out of my vocabulary since I didn’t want little mouths to be spouting what I had just said in a moment of stress.
Because of all the work I did to try and get those words out of my mouth, when I see other people taking their stress out on my ears I kind of put them amogst the smokers of this planet.
Look at me being all judgemental.
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