Paramedichron #8

P.M.T. Washout

PMT is the TLA (three letter acronym) for Paramedic Training at HMC)
(Sung to the tune of "Beauty School Dropout" from the musical Grease)

If you forgot the tune

Your story hard to hear,
We still can smell your fear.
Don't know how to feel since they took away your smock!
Your future's so unclear now,
What's left of your career now?
Can't even make a payment on your truck!

MAs and Nurses: (La lalala lalala lalala...)

P.M.T. Washout,
No intubation count for you.
P.M.T. Washout,
Killed the manikin with your tube!
Well at least you could have taken time, to disinfect your hands,
After having your department spend more than a hundred grand!

Brother start packing (brother start packing)
Why are you sitting on you ass?
You took a whacking (you took a whacking)
You know you're not the first half-fast!

If you drove on out to Central, you could spend your own money.
Hand in your name tag and your iPad, E M T

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Hanging around the classroom door.
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You don't have the code any more!

Well they handed you an eighteen gauge,
Didn't know when to stop trying,
And your patients couldn't answer you - when they were busy dying!

Just say "Whatever" (Whatever)
You are probably better off
Never say "Never" (say Never)
That scratchy Nomex, you can doff.

Now your feet are sore, there's the door, and engines four or three...
Hand in your name tag and your iPad, E M T

Buddy, don't blow it,
You've got nobody else to blame.
Buddy, you know it,
Even Dan Savage 'd say the same!

But I kid you not, you had your shot, how bout a cup of Joe?
Gonna be snoozin', in some station, where it's slow!

P.M.T. Washout (P.M.T. Washout)

Still an E M T
P.M.T. Washout (P.M.T. Washout)   (fading...)
Still an E M T

P.M.T. Washout (P.M.T. Washout)

Still an E M T
P.M.T. Washout (P.M.T. Washout)
Still an E M T