"Embarassing Moment #4,561,947,275....
Set The Scene:
At work. (I'm a Vet. tech)
In an exam room with 2 very sad and upset owners of a dog,
in which- are saying good-bye to a very dear family friend.
They are sending their friend to Doggie-Heaven.
I have an awful cold.
You name it.
I'm going through my own personal hell.
AND to top it off.
My nose will not stop running.
To be able to properly assist the Dr. in this procedure,
I have to hold the front leg vein off for the Dr.
!!!!!THIS DOG BITES !!!
So I have to hold the dogs' head towards the owners so that is the last thing they see.
Their beloved parents.
(Really- it's to keep the dog from biting the Dr's face off...but it looks good..)
So both Hands are full.
u.n.a.b.l.e. to let go!!!
There goes the nose.
Oh yeah baby...full on Dripp-age!!!
I can feel coming out my nose,
it is the worst part!!!!!
And I cannot do a thing about it.
"Well, if I let go and wipe my nose. The dog will bite his face.
Not good. Crap!"
So, while the owners are crying and saying good-bye...I put my head down
for gravity to flow off my face.
(I looked the opposite direction so no one could see what was happening with my nose)
Oh yeah. I got a looooooooong stream of snot.
I kept my head down.
Sniffling like crazy to get in back up.
FINALLY! I let go and grabbed tissue and walked out quietly.
Blowing my nose! Thank you very much! :0
After I left,
the sweet owners were concerned and asked the Dr.
if I always get this sad and emotional.
But this particular time/moment I was focused on
This is the worst part of my job.
Have a great day
and keep tissue handy.