I should have become…….
Well, here is the last of the pictures of the orchids. I have another flower I snapped as well, but it is not on orchid, so come back tomorrow to see that one.
I guess you’re wondering, what a gwaan, when you read the title of the post. Actually, fret not, I am not thinking of leaving my profession (but, if any of you can suggest how I could make some extra money without too much exertion, shout me, I am willing to listen.)
Now, the vast majority of people that I flex with, have to work hard nuh rass in order to make a living (myself included). Now, I have no problem with work and I realized from the examples set by my parents from an early age that things did not drop from sky. Someone had to toil in order to provide me with food, clothing, shelter and my education for which I am very thankful. These are the types of values I grew up with, and I believe this applies to most of my friends also. These are also the types of values that I would be passing on to my offspring, if and when God decides to grant me any.
But, tell me…..have you ever got the feeling that sometimes you would just say to yourself….to hell with this damn work to home situation. Screw this blood cleat dolly house affair and stop living up to the expectations that people have of you? A sort of ‘get radical to rass’ situation. Just live life from day to day and take whatever comes along?
Well, what got me feeling this way was a little experience I had yesterday while having lunch. I went to a Chinese restaurant in order to have a Sui Mein for lunch yesterday. In case you don’t know, this is a large broth that has chicken, pork, beef and shrimp with vegetables and noodles. Quite tasty and a nice lunch. BTW, it is perhaps the best damn medicine to cure the frigged up stomach that sometimes comes the day after having had a few drinks too many the night before. Take that advice from the Doc. for free.
I went in and sat down and made my order. While I was waiting, a dude walked in with a kriss looking girl following behind him. She was very shapely and had a bumper that I’m sure that Mad Bull would have been happy to add to his ‘Natural Beauty’ collection. Yes my yute! 
Trust me, I could not help but lust and I would have been only too happy to have had her for lunch instead!
They sat at the table next to me, and not long after, my Sui Mein came. I also asked the waiter for a soda, as I had to return to work.
The guy was dressed in jeans and a T- shirt. Very casual. He and the girl were chatting about what to order for a while and then his cellie rang. He answered, “Hello”, rather loudly and started a conversation that I could hear without even paying attention. He seemed to be talking to a business associate. “How much cash you need? Only twenty thousand US?”
“No problem mon! Me soon leave here and just stop up at the house and bring dat gie you!” (I started to wonder what sort of ‘business’ this guy was really into. How many people do you know that would have $20,000 US in cash sitting at home??) Anyway, I continued eating.
The waiter came to take their order. They ordered Spring Rolls and Wonton soups as appetizers…pretty good choice. Then for drinks, the guy says, “Bring me a Appleton on the rocks, mek it a double. She will have a fruit punch.” I start to get even more jealous. He is having a rum at 12:30 in the day and I have to be settling for this lame soda because I have to return to the slavery. (Cussing nuff claat under my breath.)
His cell rings again. This time from the parlance, he sounds like he is chatting to a bredren. “Yeah man, me get the new vehicle. It came from Miami just last week and me clear it off the wharf in two days. The duty? Is just over 2 million it cost me. Them tell me who to deal wid and me get it reduced to 2 mill.” Hahaha (he lets out a very hearty laugh). “Anyway, I just about to eat some lunch, so later.”…. Now, he has just bought a car on which he paid 2 million Jamaican dollars duty. Damn, I can’t even think of it!
Eventually, I left them dining to return to the hospital. Do you see the type of scenario that I am trying to portray? Why couldn’t I become a ‘businessman’ and make money so seemingly effortlessly? (And I hope I have not judged this guy wrongly.) I wouldn’t mind being able to wear jeans to work in the week and have lunch with some looker of a woman. Anyhow, I guess I am happy with what I chose, but, maybe, just maybe, there could be an easier way to survive…….of course, whether this means of making money is within the constraints of the law is another issue. Any thoughts on this? Have you ever felt similarly? Anyhow, I am back to the grindstone tomorrow, but, if it is any consolation, at least I will be able to say TGIF. Have a good night.
May 2nd, 2003 at 12:14 am
May 2nd, 2003 at 12:28 am I know how you feel… But, at least in your line of work you get the satisfaction of helping people. Which (at least in my book) goes a lot further than having lots of money in the bank. I’ve often wake up in the morning - or even sitting in class - and wish I could just give everything up, start from scratch, and not care about having my future planned out minute by minute.
May 2nd, 2003 at 1:04 am
May 2nd, 2003 at 8:24 am LOL, Roberta
Doc, I’ve felt that feeling before too. About the best advice I can give you though, is this… Remember, the wages of SIN is death!
Think on that for awhile.Looking on now, it looks like hes got it going on, but he might be facing a gory end…
May 2nd, 2003 at 8:32 am Yes Roberta, nice one. Yes Mad Bull, I know only too well. Hence I will continue in my rather mundane lifestyle and watch those who can live up to the glitz by whatever means they do so and smile to myself. After all, I love being able to put my head down on my pillow and sleep well at nights. Indeed, I can dream about the dinero, the fast cars, the chicas etc. It’s almost as good as the real thing…you know, virtual reality!
May 2nd, 2003 at 9:02 am Dr. D, I caan believe yu fall fi da one deh; from de time yu live a yard!!! De bredda no have no job, im a “profila”. Im get two a im brethren fi call im a de appointed time, so the girl can conveniently “overhear” his business dealings. Oldest trick in de book, even mi try it sometime, but me haffi receive de call pon a pay phone (me no have no circula). Wha yu an yu bredren docta dem fi do ah fi OVER TAX de bredda deh when im come as patient…….rahtid, sorry, mi figget…..unu do dat ah ready nuh (har, har). Have a good weekend. Lata.
May 2nd, 2003 at 9:09 am Dr. D., I think we all have times when the grass is greener on the other side of the fence, but I agree with all the others. I’d rather slog along in my totally legal job, knowing that no one is hurt by what I’m doing, than risk life in the lane that he’s running in. Tsk,Tsk ….conspicuous consumption, nouveau riche, SUCH rude behavior!! I’ve come to find that all the material things we surround ourselves with start to drag us down eventually. I’m spending this month getting rid of things I don’t really NEED. If a great car, and a lovely woman are on your NEED list…..start saving up! I figure by the time you can afford it, some young thing will marry you for your money! *G*
May 2nd, 2003 at 9:36 am Doc, Your boy Randy nailed it. That guy had no job, no twenty grand, no car from Miami…just a woman that he needed to impress with money. And what does that say about her? She might’ve had a great ass, but she probably couldn’t have a great conversation. Besides…waking up everyday knowing that you make a difference in people’s lives, and do somthing worthwile is much much better. No matter the cash value…it is priceless. Isn’t it time you got off the computer, and went and had a rum? It is for me. Hope your weekend is good.
May 2nd, 2003 at 9:38 am P.S. You should let Randy know that that trick doesn’t work nearly as well on a pay phone. Somehow, I think that’s a giveaway.
May 2nd, 2003 at 10:17 am That guy sounds like a drug dealer to me, unless he was just trying to impress the lady. I think it’s rude to answer your phone during lunch, esp. in the presence of a lovely. I don’t resent my workaday job because it helps support my family. Would love to do something more artistic, expressive and dangerous. But maybe I’ll do something like that on the side. Maybe you should bottle up some of that Sui Mein and sell it as “Dr. D’s Hangover Helper.” It would sell out in a hurry, I bet!
May 2nd, 2003 at 1:28 pm “artistic, expressive and DANGEROUS”??? Like what? Bungy jumping off bridges, car racing, unprotected sex?? Just what did you have in mind, T-bone?
May 2nd, 2003 at 1:30 pm Oh….and Doc…..It looks like money, making money and spending money, are subjects that will get you a lot of comments!
May 2nd, 2003 at 8:17 pm Well, I see you’ve all been chatting up a storm while I have been toiling away at work today!
Yes T Bone, he does come across as a ‘druggist’ if he indeed has that kind of money and speaks so loudly about it. People who are accustomed to have money usually do not behave that way, they are often quite low keyed.
Randy, if him a ‘profila’, well him have the art down to de T. The gyal did look like she was impressed.
Kate, thanks for the advice, I know only too well. Fret not bredrens, I like my life the way it is, cashless as it may be.
May 4th, 2003 at 4:26 am Beautiful photos, hon. And, you’re a physician because you care.