Blogging Rocketh!

I got me a gift from my personal angel in America
a.k.a Okui Macau Ming via air mail today!

Was so exciting ripping the bubble mailer (I love the way they name their envelopes!) open cos I was already given the heads up a day or two ago. It's in response to this post. =p


[LICENSE TO DIGRESS] Okay, fine. I didn't rip the bubble mailer open. If you knew anything about me at all, you'd have known that I'm too anal a person to do that. Haha. You see, I've got this thing when it comes to opening my mail. I always slice open the sides with a penknife. I wasn't born the ripper type lah. In fact, I'm the total opposite. I'm a big advocate of clean cuts. Haha.

Anyhew...

WHO CARES ABOUT BUBBLE MAILERS
(Argh! I love that name!)???

Check. This. Out!

THE WOMAN BOUGHT ME SCRUBS!

And not just any dingy scubs, they're
SEATTLE GRACE HOSPITAL'S
GREY'S ANATOMY SCRUBS!!!

Where got friend so good wan, I ask you? Only one in this world and I've got her! Hah! Hands off, the rest of you! She's taken!!!

Anyway, back to the subject at hand.

I was so excited with the scrubs that
I decided to try it on there and then
in the privacy of The Cu•bi•cle.

Top – ON! Pants – GOING TO BE ON!

Drum roll please!

Managed to get the pants on after some
jumping and strategic tugging. Haha.


TADA! Done!

Phew. Not easy to wear scrub pants over jeans, okayyy. Thank goodness I was born with less-wide hips and skilled hands. (I should have become a surgeon.) =p


Wore the scrubs till Big Man Boss II passed me by and looked at me funny. Haha. *gulp* He must be thinking to himself, "This girl work so late and sleep so little the past week, must be write copy and brainstorm until siao already." Haha. It was then that I decided that the pants were just an overkill at the workplace. So, I ended up just wearing the scrub top on its own for the rest of the day. Tee hee. =)


The parcel landed on my desk after lunch. From then till dinner time, I had people call me 'Nurse' and 'Doctor' when we bumped into each other along the corridors. Haha. It was interesting to say the least. I now know who the in-crowds are and who aren't. Those who asked about the scrubs, CALLED the outfit 'scrubs', and recognised its significance, landed themselves on my in-crowd list. Those who looked at me funny but said nothing so obviously never heard of the words 'TV' and 'sitcom' in their lives. *rolls eyes* So katak.


And then just before dinner, some psychotic colleague just had to ruin it all. The fella said, "Eh Pam ah, you look like the Malay girl who cleans out our cubicles and sweeps the floor."

-_-'

LIKE, HELLO!!!

This is MEDICAL INTERN's baju, okayyy!
Remember this *points below* picture?




It says that I'm an intern right there.

I-N-T-E-R-N!

What cleaner girl you talking about?!?

CHOI!

p/s: If any of you have access to single-pocket scrubs of any other colour in S or XS, I still want! I've got I'll make enough closet space for scrubs of every colour of the rainbow. =p