yanke
Posted : 5/23/2008 8:50:34 PM
Your subject line is funny. I applied for a job at a vet's office when i was 16. There were 5 of us who applied- all at the same time. He picked me to assist. We were going to do a c section on a miniature poodle who had gotten pregnant by a big dog. I got to be the anesthesiologist and got to hold a cone of "something" over the dog's nose while he operated. He began to cut that cute pink tummy, the dog screamed, and I fainted. I don't know who got the job, but i did receive a call several months later askig me if i'd like it. I said no thanks - had gotten another job at that point. I stayed at that other job thru high school, college, and graduate school- and am still there 45 years later.