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 Sunday, March 30, 2003 I Made Sara Belin Pick Up Bloody Dog Shit And that makes me happy. So, I had to work on Saturday, like I do every Saturday. It was pretty busy. I get a call from a Ms. Belin that her dog was sick--having bloody diarrhea. I gave her an appointment time, told her to bring a sample along. She had to ask me "a sample of what?" Why, the bloody poop of course. We analyze it under a microscope for worms or parasites to see if that could be the cause of diarrhea. That just grossed her out. She then had to ask how to get a the sample into us. I advised a baggie or tupperware container or a dixie cup...whatever she had handy. She got disgusted and hung up. But sure enough, she did show for the appointment and I saw that it was indeed, the infamous Sara Belin, the high school bitch clique member, who still styles her hair with the electrical socket. I made her pick up bloody poop. It also made me happy that she didn't recognize me at all, and to know that she still lives at home with her parents. (As far as her dog, she has two little mini-poodles--very ugly and tiny. She brought both, and it was the one that she thought was healthy that was sick. With all of the vitamin injections and anti-diarrhea injections and fluids, plus an extra office visit charge per the doctor for bringing both dogs in, her bill was over $100. Dr. Byers didn't really like her because he thought that she was a "ditzy bitch." I was just amused to know that it took her 5 years to graduate with a teaching degree in elementary education from Shippensburg and to know that she still lives at home.) posted by jaime | 2:00 PM 0 comments  | 
	
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