BLORG! So, I got a very exciting phone call yesterday. It went something like this:
Wait, I already screwed it up. It was more like:
Lady: Hi, is Carolyn Blomberg there?
Me: Yes, this is she.
Lady: Hi, this is blablabla from the Allina recruitment office. We’d like you to come in for an interview for a Paramedic position with us.
Me: HOT DOG!!!! I’ll be there with caduceuses on!!
Lady: Wonderful, see you then.
I haven’t worked in the medical field for six months now and I miss it a lot. In the meantime, I’ve been doing a whole lot of improv and stand up and writing and sleeping. It’s been a very productive six months.
I’m really excited about the prospect of working as a Paramedic again. I quit comedy altogether about three years ago to go to Paramedic school and it was worth it. I loved just about every minute of it. I got really stressed out toward the end and got sort of fat and realllllly zitty but immediately after graduating I slimmed down and cleared up. Stress is a bitch, ain’t it? Anyway, I learned a lot in the year that I did the accelerated Paramedic program through HCMC (Hard Core Medical Center). Unfortunately, after graduation there were no jobs available here in Minnesota for Paramedics. So I moved to Denver.
Denver was horrible.
These are the words that I use to describe my experience in Denver:
- Ice cream
- Red Box Movie Rental
- Conspiracy Theories
- Strip malls
- White people
I moved out there with my boyfriend at the time and man, do I feel sorry for him. I was such a pain in the ass. I had never moved away from home before and I’m pretty sure I acted like a three year old for the majority of the time I lived there with him. I feel bad about it, I really do. I’m glad I went out there, though. I don’t think I would have figured myself out as well as I did if I hadn’t. And then I went and dated a white rapper from Cape Cod. So much for getting to know myself. That’s a whole other story for a different time, though.
Anyway, I decided to move back to Minneapolis after seven months of living in Denver. I really had to. Denver was the most boring place I’ve ever been. I loved Boulder! I loved Estes Park and the mountains! But Denver was a flat, dry, arid desert. I’m used to falling into a lake every 2.5 miles in Minneapolis. Apparently they don’t have lakes in Denver. They go to reservoirs to swim in the summertime and they charge money for it! And when they go running, they run around big plots of dried up grass! How boring.
Don’t get me wrong, I had some great times in Denver. Horseback riding, hiking, watching the entire Sex and the City series and then crying when it was over because they had become my only friends while living out there.
I went back to visit a few times after I moved home and I had a great time on those trips. I wish I had taken the opportunity to really explore the mountains and everything while I was out there. My boyfriend and I had completely opposite schedules so I was by myself for the most part even though we lived together.
This blog has turned into me just bitching about living in Denver. The point of this was to talk about how excited I am at the prospect of working as a Paramedic again. Especially in the Twin Cities. I love medicine. I find it fascinating. I love working with people and making them feel better and getting my hands dirty (but not really because I wear gloves) and making them laugh when they feel like garbage.
It’s weird to have two completely different interests of comedy and medicine. Medicine can be hilarious and it gives me a lot of great material but it’s almost impossible to concentrate on both of them at the same time. If I get this position with Allina, I’ll have to pump the brakes on comedy for a little while. Being a medic takes a lot of concentration and studying. Geography, anatomy and physiology, pharmacology. It’s awesome. Way more stressful than comedy but just as fun and exciting.
Maybe I can be like Denis Leary in Rescue Me and be a comedian offscreen and a firefighter on tv! Wait…
This blog is long and full of me rambling because I’m nervous. Next week, my blog will be about how the interview went! The interview is next Thursday. Wish me luck!
In the meantime, here’s a sassy picture implying that people think girls can’t be medics. BUT THEY TOTALLY CAN.
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