Today I left a voicemail for a man at work:
"This is Jaci from NSDP at the MOH, and I'm calling to confirm your attendance at the NGHN EAF meeting on Monday."
The crazy thing is, I knew what I was talking about, and when he checks his voicemail, he'll understand it, too.
My life has become full of acronyms. I live in NZ (Z pronounces "zed."). I work at MOH and I have conversations about the NGHN Project and meetings with people from HISAC, ACC, NZTPS and REANNZ. I have TORs signed and call people who live in OZ. I take minutes at IQA, EAF and SGC meetings about things like IPs, PAS, DHBs and GPs.
Apparently Amy and I were wrong when we thought we wouldn't have to learn a new language when moving to New Zealand.
3 months ago
2 comments:
That is hilarious...it is like your own secret code language! Are you sure you aren't in the CIA??!
So, Jaci, do you work at that place that called me for a reference?
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