A time comes in a techs life when they honestly lose their sanity and contemplate a few things:

1. Mischief 

2. Blackout rage

3. Rage filled rant

So the public is lucky we choose number three more often than not. Let’s get into it again!

Flea Infestation 

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!

They make my soul itch! I repeat the over abundance of this parasitic pest on a pet/me MAKES MY SOUL ITCH!!!! Oh my god this is straight out of a horror movie. You part fur and a sea of jumping demons flee the pet and invade your clinic and YOUR body! It’s inevitable, when you start to eradicate the demons they flee to you, in your clothes, in your hair, in your facial hair, in your shoes, IN. YOUR. SOUL! Think about that …. Fleas all over you, jumping and biting…. You’re welcome for that dark image.

This is How You Do Your Job

I think I’ve covered this but I had a situation recently that opened this wound up. A client wields this power in their minds that tell them they can walk into your establishment and change your entire protocol and policies. This includes pricing, and what staff will be present for their services. So as a vet tech we wield this actual power called Reality. Once we use it on said delusional infidel they lose their minds and become demons that rain down their dragon breath of “I’m not paying this, or you’ll give this medication without a diagnostic test or an exam because I said so!” Oh and my personal favorite “With all the money I spent in this place…”

That last phrase is a kicker for me. You may be a “good” client but your contribution doesn’t pay the clinics bills in its entirety. Stop acting like you are buying stock in the clinic with every visit. Don’t come into a vet clinic and tell people how to do their jobs and for what price they are going to do it it’s rude, infuriating, and it’s not going to help you situation in the long run.

Tears

Let’s take a moment to acknowledge our loved ones that we have lost over the years. Let’s send love to the love ones we have sent over the rainbow bridge. Let’s shed the tears for the furry sons, daughters, brothers, and sisters that we have lost. Tears. They will fall profusely like a broken faucet with the water pressure turned up. But I hate them so, lord knows I do, but we techs and veterinarians cry the hardest when we lose family. Each tear is a memory of love, learning, happiness, and even rage we’ve had with the family we lost. The tears water log our hearts and try to drown us in sorrow, but we have a duty to our loved ones. It’s now more than ever they want us to smile and remember the love they chose to share with us. They are wagging their tails/nubs or purring away at the thought of the love they left you with. If you are reading this then I know your pain and I’m here for you. We Hate tears!!! But the sorrow is temporary. The love is eternal.

Be strong and the smile will return, I promise

-Poetic Ice