The last straw came late last week when the worst of the crew called her a bitch for having something on her desk that the girl was looking for, even though the girl never bothered saying WHAT she was looking for. This is the same one who loudly exclaimed "motherfucker" to something while standing next to J...while J was on the phone with a patient. J finally called the people at her school to complain, and they were not happy to hear about this. When they called the office Monday to talk to them, you can imagine how this set off a chain of events that went further rotten. The office bitches giving J the cold shoulder, etc.
Halfway through Monday, she left, the school agreed, and she's not going back there anymore. We should hear more today, as they are finding somewhere else for her to complete her internship, somewhere that doesn't suck dead donkey ass. Lots of stress off her shoulders, to say the least. Hooray for our side.
In other news, I'm apparently determined to destroy the fingers on my right hand. I tore a nail while cleaning a bathroom (middle finger) and rubbed a blister on the tip of my thumb. That's the same thumb I slammed in a window during the hurricane (and that damage is only now getting to the end of the nail to grow out; thing looks downright freakish).
Meanwhile, I've fixed another vacuum cleaner, i need to get the pressure washer back form my future brother-in-law, and I've promised to repaint the front porch and house trim. Keepin' busy, that's me.