Physical

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 I squeezed in an annual physical with one of the last appointments available for the 2024 calendar year.  So far nothing surprising to learn.  The doc ordered a battery of blood work with a few add ons at my request - PSA, thyroid and something for lithium toxicity.  After the appointment I went down to the lab.

Some chick with an orange hair and a nose ring called me back.  I was like for fucksake.  Are you kidding me?  Not happy about the situation I sat in the chair - she didn't close the curtain.  I was like really?  She put the tourniquet thing on and selected a vein.  Slid the needle in.  I didn't feel a thing.  It was amazing.  I was like "WOW!"  She goes what?  I told her I didn't feel anything.  I told her she was amazing and her face lit up.  I inquired how long she has been doing this and she said about four years and went to tell me about her 'technique.'  I told her no one has ever done it that way before and said she should teach other people how to do the procedure with the same precision.  She then told me she is a trainer.  I told her that's awesome.  Thank you.  Have a nice day.

During the appointment with the doc, she asked if there were any other issues.  I told her I needed to have an endoscopic procedure to stretch some sphincter along the digestive track.  It's been twice before.  I told her the symptoms and she said okay - I will refer you to the endoscopy dr.  I asked if she knew the doctor that did my colonoscopy.  She said yes.  I said how do I breach the topic of tattoo with the staff?  She looks at me and asks why?  Last time I got a colonoscopy there were like three people in the room - two of then sleeved with ink.  I don't want to see that garbage as it makes me extremely uncomfortable and makes me question their decision making - if they're mistreating their body, what are they going to do to mine.  She kinda looks at me.  Inquired about protocol as I don't care if they have it, I don't want to see it.  And she discussed protocol for appearance here vs where she is from and they are much more relaxed about ink and stuff in this area.  I don't like it.

So when I call for the endoscopic procedure I have to figure out some way to breach this subject while being respectful and not alienating the people who supposedly provide "care" in a way that I don't find very "caring."  Gown up with sleeve.  Every moment is not an opportunity for you to play show and tell with your personal body ink collection.  Can't you collect spoons or something instead of defacing your body?!?!  I don't want to look at your collection while I'm dealing with you professionally.

How would the flying public feel about having tatted up flight attendants or pilots with visible tattoos and facial piercings?  They wouldn't like it.  Yet for some stupid reason "certain" tattoos and facial piercings are allowed for flight attendants and airport workers.  Not for pilots.  How about we all not have facial piercings or tattoos.

Close minded, judgmental bigot.  

Go fuck yourself.

Speaking of which - I don't like the corporate standard hypocrisy when it come to policy enforcement.  Everyone in the operation was told they can't have have any politically charged symbols such as flags, stickers, etc on their swag button on uniform or stickers on your luggage.  Like no Palestinian, Israeli flags with the Star of David or Ukrainian flags.  Yet there is some guy in another department that has a Ukrainian flag as his picture in his teams profile.  He he is a big whig in another department, why is he allowed to have a ukranainian flag and I am unable to have a MAGA on my teams profile.  Double standard bullshit for the message those in power agree with and suppression of the message those in power disagree with.  

Just to push the envelope I decided to put the numbers 45 and 47 on my laptop surrounded by a ring of stars.  I'm not saying anything about Donald trump, maga, conservatism, republicanism, pro-life or the like.  They're two of my favorite numbers and they're lucky to me.  But whenever my boss is present or we are using my laptop to broadcast a meeting I cover the 45/47 with a postit note to keep the whiny ass cry babies from having a meltdown.  

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