The special hell that is the waiting room in a medical office.

I get a free flu shot at work, which is good and expected because I am employed by an entity that includes a hospital. Even though I do not interact with patients--indeed, the best thing about the department relocating is that we're in a building almost devoid of patients--it's good that I'm not a walking disease vector as much as possible. The trouble is that they seem no longer to do the flu shot "drives" where they stick a couple of nurses in the cafeteria and grab passersby. Which means I had to go sit in the Health and Safety office FOR AN HOUR to get stuck with a needle. Hurt a lot less than last time at least, and I got the same nurse who did my check up for volunteering with the research animals. She's a character, very nice.

However, being forced to wait an hour for a shot that took, no shit, five minutes to give (with gabbing with the nurse included in that time point), is torture. It's Hell-on-Earth torture when you factor in the TV blaring the local Fox affiliate's morning show (STAB IT WITH NEEDLES) followed by a morning talk show by a Sassy Black Lady(TM) who tells you how it is. Thank God for this tumblr blog I discovered via Twitter. I think some people might have thought I was laughing along with the SBL(TM), but I was really laughing at this particularly hilarious post featuring Eric Cantor's bitchiest bitch face.

Awesome, I just discovered that I left the tag on my new workout pants this whole morning until just now. Dear God, how will I survive until the end of the day if this is how it's starting?