The Finite

Today, I put on business casual, drove to work, put my lunch in the fridge and sat down in my cubicle.

That was the joke.

Seriously, though. I sit in a cubicle and wait for people to call with questions about drug infusions. Then I answer them *coughPubMedprimaryliteraturesearchcough*.

I am the medical equivalent of IT support.

Some of you may be wondering about the accent I came back having. You see, the place I was in was a British colony for a number of years and there’s quite a few British influences there. So after 8 weeks, it is very easy to pick up some of them. And then on the plane ride back I watched Skyfall.