Monday, April 26, 2004
Brenda wasn't at work last night, she had a heart attack. She's still in the hospital, but alive thank goodness. She'd been asking to change jobs for a while now. A few people were upset that this happened before she was allowed to move. I'm not sure if the two events are related. Brenda has a lot of stress outside of work. She has to take care of her elderly mother as well. I don't know.
But an interesting game at work took place.
James V said, "Wow people over there just keep dropping out like flies. Who's next?" And proceeded to look at me. Granted Brenda is the first to drop out due to medical conditions but we all understood what was implied.
At that time there was a comment from "Brenda Walsh." She said, "No Gunny you wouldn't have a heart attack. You'd have a stroke."
You know I really don't like the what-medical-ailment-could-Gunny-get game. I'm glad it ended there. I just hope it's when I'm really old. And asleep.
The real Brenda was complaining about chest pains recently. Don't mess around with that kind of stuff folks. Go to the doctor. Go directly to the doctor. Do not pass go. Do not collect $200.
When death taps you on the chest you better dang well pay attention.
Anybody that reads this post and wants me to sign the card for them, post it in the comments section.
But an interesting game at work took place.
James V said, "Wow people over there just keep dropping out like flies. Who's next?" And proceeded to look at me. Granted Brenda is the first to drop out due to medical conditions but we all understood what was implied.
At that time there was a comment from "Brenda Walsh." She said, "No Gunny you wouldn't have a heart attack. You'd have a stroke."
You know I really don't like the what-medical-ailment-could-Gunny-get game. I'm glad it ended there. I just hope it's when I'm really old. And asleep.
The real Brenda was complaining about chest pains recently. Don't mess around with that kind of stuff folks. Go to the doctor. Go directly to the doctor. Do not pass go. Do not collect $200.
When death taps you on the chest you better dang well pay attention.
Anybody that reads this post and wants me to sign the card for them, post it in the comments section.
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