the shaft.

I am a verbal GENIUS. It’s like, God struck a chord when he gave me the gift of “speech”.

We’re doing a team exercise called “Night at the ER”. I am exactly on my 2nd glass of wine (also my cut off). Basically, we’re given a game that illustrates the difficulties in an ED (emergency department). The objective of the game is to have a good patient to staff ratio. I’m on a team of 4. I have the ED room, unfortunately. We are timed, so we have to think of a strategy every minute. I’m pretty lazy to go into more detail, but I think the above should be enough for you to understand why the following verbal vomit occurred:

Disclaimer: we are competing against 2 other teams. my biggest competitor is this girl from Harvard. Not because she’s really smart or anything (which she is), but because she’s from Harvard. Haha, she’s really sweet. I like her.

Team Member 1: Ok, I have 3 patients coming in

Team Member 2: I have space for 2. I have an extra staff member!

Me: I need your shaft!!

Team Members: ::pause::…::stare at each other::…::ROFL::

Me: …STAFF. STAFF!!!!!!

Team Member 2: Woah stephanie. Sorry, i’m taken!

Me: STAFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Competitor 1: What is going on over there!

Team Member 2: Stephanie wants my shaft!

Me: STAFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ::Blistering red face::

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None the less, I was made fun of for the rest of the night…and the next day.

At least my team won. Hmph.