Brutal.

Waking up at 4:30am - BRUTAL.

Riding the elevator for 8 hours straight - BRUTAL.

Feet - aching.

Amounts of data - overwhelming.

Worth it? Let's hope so.

Day 2 of 8 is tomorrow. BRING IT ON.

What else happened today? Absolutely nothing. I literally hopped on the elevator at 6am and didn't get off until 10:30am, when I had a break. Then I hopped back on at 11:30am and didn't get off until 2pm. When the elevator wasn't in use, it sat there. So I sat there, in it. I did some stretches. Walked around in a very small circle. Kicked butt in the game on my cell phone. Facebooked when I was on the higher floors and had a smidgen of service. Hummed to myself. Doodled in my notebook. Doodled on my data sheets (oops).

When the elevator was in use? I was mostly explaining why I was there, correcting the confused faces of when people hopped on and asked where I was going, I replied...

"I'm headed wherever you're headed!"

Even better was when the doors would open and people would just say, "Oh, never mind, I'll wait." I'd reply...

"Well, I'll be here all day - so you might be waiting a while!"

In which, they'd hop on, ask where I'm going, and repeat the process. Needless to say, I'm not sure anything new will happen tomorrow.

Sometimes people would get creative and say, "well, lets hope the elevator doesn't get stuck!" To which I'd reply...


"Well, I'm stuck here either way!"

I should probably clarify why exactly I'm riding the elevator for 8 hours a day for the next week and a half. Basically the department wants to know who is using the elevator, for how long, if they're locking it, setting it on manual, where they're going, and everything else you can imagine. This way, they can justify the department getting a designated elevator (or at least a designated time frame), for when the entire hospital moves to a Room Service Food Service operation.

The things I do to get two little letters (RD) after my signature...
 

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