Today is the first day I've had off in the last couple of weeks. Maybe it's the mark of immaturity, but living in the hospital isn't always fun and games. Sometimes, you need to go out, drink yourself silly and make an ass out of yourself after spending another night sleeping in a chair. Usually I'm fine after a meal with friends or a heavy work-out session, but I guess the daily grind is starting to get to me.
I called all of the usual suspects, but everyone I know in the hospital usually is working on Friday night or taking some crappy weekend shift/call. That left me with my gals from high school and their 40 year old boyfriends, random calls to friends I haven't spoken with in ages or another exciting night with mom and pops. Dang...ended up staying up watching grey's anatomy, then crashing early in the evening.
A couple of years ago, I would've been fine hitting up a dive bar by myself and having a beer and some peanuts, while watching the game on the tv. Maybe shoot the breeze with the drunk old man sitting on the stool next to me.
It's the same old story. "We should go out bro! Fo sho'! What are you doing Friday night? Damn, I'm on call man, but we should definitely hang out next week..." Ugh, I've gotta meet some people who don't work at the hospital.
-bender