Oh yes, this will be fun. And by 'fun' I mean ripping out my spleen and having it shoved down my throat. My old boss has decided that she's going to take her time to get a replacement. Instead, she's having me train the nurses (Read: NO Word/Excel background) and her on my duties. Weeee! Are you sick of me bitching about it yet? Tough shit. Anyway, I now have to write instructions like it's an Admin Assistants for Dummies book and pray that it passes enough to not have to rewrite a gazillion times. On the positive side... this may mean I won't have to stay at this position any longer than my thirty days since she's not going to have me train a replacement. *crosses fingers, eyes and toes*

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