Rich Girl
Contribution by Terrance Kirby
I’ve made tons of new friends at the new hospital I work at here in Waco. I was hesitant about the move, but ultimately took the slight pay cut to be in a place with much more support and way less politics. Totally worth it to me. I’m making ends meet, though, and with a little money left over to have happy hour a few nights a week. It wasn’t until last month that I felt as though I was totally slumming it here. A fellow nurse invited me over to her house for a girls’ night of wine drinking, card playing, and a little gossip. I plugged her address into my phone and pulled up to the most ri. dic. u. lous. house. I’m talking veranda-off-the-master-bedroom, courtyard-beside-the-pool, tennis-court-in-the-garden kind of ridiculous. All I could think was that she probably didn’t spent her weekends balancing her checkbook and calling reliant energy providers to get the best rate on utilities. The best part, really, is that you’d never know it by talking to her. We had a wonderful time and have been back three times since then. I’ve definitely found my new best friend.