Donovan
beer, I want beer
Funny they used that term: we had a nurse who, when we were struggling with my boy, kept arrogantly demanding we do things a certain way, and was very rude about it. When we finally gave up and abandoned her useless way, we figured out a way to get him to stay on the boob (our main problem was the "switch" in mid feeding.) we were so proud of having figured it out we shared it with her, and she started yelling at us "That's not the right way. You need to do it my way!" so I started calling her "tit-nazi" behind her back and cracking my wife up, which wasn't so good for her stitches.
Addendum: our last day at the hospital, I enfuriated tit-nazi by saying her nickname where she could overhear. We'd had the baby in our room for a week, bonding with him; the poor young single mom next door had a colicky screaming child while ours was a sleepy angel. So tit-nazi came in the last day and got all businesslike, checking and rechecking our wristbands and the baby's etc. It struck me funny that this should happen on the LAST day after we'd had a week to bond, so I cracked wise about how funny it would be if it turned out we were supposed to have the screamer next door all this time.
You'd have thought I told a bomb joke at the airport. The temp dropped like 20 degrees and I swear I saw fangs grow right out of tit-nazi's head. She said some very severe, curt reply and stormed out of the room (probably to go check the screamer's ID badge) andf I said "Tit nazi is not amused RIGHT as she came back in for her charts.
So, she was even less amused at that point lol....
Addendum: our last day at the hospital, I enfuriated tit-nazi by saying her nickname where she could overhear. We'd had the baby in our room for a week, bonding with him; the poor young single mom next door had a colicky screaming child while ours was a sleepy angel. So tit-nazi came in the last day and got all businesslike, checking and rechecking our wristbands and the baby's etc. It struck me funny that this should happen on the LAST day after we'd had a week to bond, so I cracked wise about how funny it would be if it turned out we were supposed to have the screamer next door all this time.
You'd have thought I told a bomb joke at the airport. The temp dropped like 20 degrees and I swear I saw fangs grow right out of tit-nazi's head. She said some very severe, curt reply and stormed out of the room (probably to go check the screamer's ID badge) andf I said "Tit nazi is not amused RIGHT as she came back in for her charts.
So, she was even less amused at that point lol....