Mixed Practice

This is why I love working after hours on a weekend.

Many hours after the clinic has officially closed...
Pug: Hello! Snort. I'm a happy bouncy hyperactive pug with a PCV of 18! Whee! Snort.
Me: C'mere pug, give me your blood.
Nurse: *pins down pug who is slobbering and squirming and bouncing around*
Me: *Tries to get blood when pug stays still for three seconds, but misses*
Me: *Tries again, pug squirms, can't get needle to stay in*
Pug: Whee! Snort.
Me: *Tries again, gets blood, pug squirms, needle comes out*
Me: *Tries again, finally gets blood, sticks blood tubes into centrifuge. Ok, four minutes to go. Lets nurse go home because it's long after hours.. I'm hungry. why can't I go home too?
Centrifuge: Ding! It looks like your blood tubes are completely empty and therefore useless! The sealant spun right out and all the blood with it!
Me: Gotta pack in that sealant harder. LE SIGH.
Me: C'mere pug, give me your blood.
Pug: Whee! Snort.
Me: *fighting with pug one handedly holding off the vein while trying to get blood.
15 minutes later...
Pug: Whee! Snort. Fine, have some blood now.
Me: *gets centrifuge running*
Centrifuge: Ding! Look, your blood tubes are completely empty again!
Me: OMFG. *chucks out sealant and finds old, shoddy looking one.*
Me: C'mere pug, give me your blood....
10 minutes later...
Me: WOO FREAKING HOO. *jams blood tube into old sealant*
*Jams blood tube too hard and shatters it in hand*
Me: ARGH! *stands up and whangs head on pug's cage*
10 minutes later...
Me: Centrifuge, I'm hungry and my head hurts and my hand hurts and I will break you and all your spinnery insides if you don't give me a result.
Centrifuge: Ding! The PCV is still 18! You have to do this again tomorrow!
Me: Haha, whee.... Snort.