| doranosaurus ( @ 2005-10-04 16:43:00 |
The 9th best PSR I can be.
Well, I accepted the job offer as a Patient Services Representative, whatever the hell that is. I will represent Patient Services? *Does interpretive dance* "What are you doing, Doran?" "I'm representing Patient Services in the form of interpretive dance!"
I perform patient services, not represent them. That would be like representing myself. "Hi, self. What can I do for me today?" Hmm, I just realized how similar that title is to that of my last job; Customer Service Representative. If only my pay were a function of the number of letters in my job title!
It's nice to be part of a nationally top-rated organization. UWMC is ranked the 9th best hospital in the US, out of over 2113. There's a certain pride in that. Therefore I'm going to challenge myself to be the 9th greatest PSR I can possibly be! HAHA.
Sucks that I have to conform to a 'business casual' dress code. I was really hoping I'd get to wear scrubs. Scrubs are awesome. It's like wearing pajamas to work every day. No worry about shopping, laundering, color coordinating etc. Now I have to go buy a bunch of button-down shirts. Yucky. I don't think there's any room for wardrobe 'creativity' in a hospital setting. Oh well, in a way, a 'unform' appeals to me. Fewer choices to make. Like that one scene in the movie 9 1/2 Weeks that's always appealed to me. Do I mean the scene were Kim Basinger was writhing around in her undies perfoming fellatio on ripe strawberries? Surprisingly no! I'm talking about the shot of Mickey Rourke's wardrobe. It was a rack of 20 or so of the exact same business suit, lined up like flat soldiers. God, that would be great; no decisions to agonize over.
Well, I accepted the job offer as a Patient Services Representative, whatever the hell that is. I will represent Patient Services? *Does interpretive dance* "What are you doing, Doran?" "I'm representing Patient Services in the form of interpretive dance!"
I perform patient services, not represent them. That would be like representing myself. "Hi, self. What can I do for me today?" Hmm, I just realized how similar that title is to that of my last job; Customer Service Representative. If only my pay were a function of the number of letters in my job title!
It's nice to be part of a nationally top-rated organization. UWMC is ranked the 9th best hospital in the US, out of over 2113. There's a certain pride in that. Therefore I'm going to challenge myself to be the 9th greatest PSR I can possibly be! HAHA.
Sucks that I have to conform to a 'business casual' dress code. I was really hoping I'd get to wear scrubs. Scrubs are awesome. It's like wearing pajamas to work every day. No worry about shopping, laundering, color coordinating etc. Now I have to go buy a bunch of button-down shirts. Yucky. I don't think there's any room for wardrobe 'creativity' in a hospital setting. Oh well, in a way, a 'unform' appeals to me. Fewer choices to make. Like that one scene in the movie 9 1/2 Weeks that's always appealed to me. Do I mean the scene were Kim Basinger was writhing around in her undies perfoming fellatio on ripe strawberries? Surprisingly no! I'm talking about the shot of Mickey Rourke's wardrobe. It was a rack of 20 or so of the exact same business suit, lined up like flat soldiers. God, that would be great; no decisions to agonize over.