So I know a lot of you go to school, have been in and out yadda yadda yadda. I'm making my way back now, gotta work for something better since I got the baby.

SOOOOOO What are RELIABLE sources for scholarships, money for school etc? I know that's kind of vague/lame but if you Google search it it's an endless sea of what seem like scams and I don't know which sources to trust via the internet to help.

P.S. I'm going in for RN, yup, male nurse. I have some college already, so I can skip a lot of BS gen ed's too. THANKS DORKS!

Jeff a friend of ours in NYC is just finishing up nursing school next month. I'll ask her for some info when we're down there this weekend.

She got a scholarship of some kind, but I'm not sure what it is.

That is the field to get into if you can do it. Big $$$$$$

Thanks Ed. I've been toying with the idea for a year or 2 but have been working to much for it to be viable. Now that my wife is finishing up some school, I can slip in and get this done.

I've been in and out of the hospital so much for family over the last 4 years, after seeing first hand a lot of what happens it inspired me. Plus I like bodily fluids and screaming old people.

You will never have to look for a job, seriously.
They're understaffed here in Boston from my understanding, people work crazy hours and make tons of OT.

I've considered it, but some bodily fluids I just can't handle.

Good luck with school! Can't help you with scholarship info...
If you have to take the bus to school, here's an email reminder of the dos/don'ts for med/nursing. This has been circulating at my place of work for a while. Having to take the bus whenever my bike is in the shop I find some of these to be true and amusing:

I have worked at XXXXX for 4 years. Most of the time, I get to work on one of the many "Express" buses that serve XXXXX. Obviously, these buses are 95% XXXXX employees. It is also obvious that most of these riders NEVER ride the bus except to get to work, as they have no idea how to behave or what to expect on a public transit vehicle.

Here are a few things to keep in mind:

- Medical students, you do NOT need your stethoscope on the bus. Hanging it around your neck like some kind of "I got into Med School" medal is not impressive; in fact, you look like the asshole that you most likely are. Your snotty little haircut and brand-new airline-belt-buckle messenger bag serves as confirmation that you are a dickhead/bitchface.

- Middle-aged women with gigantic* asses. Just because a seat remains on the bus, that does not mean that the seat is intended for you. If you lumber on to the bus with your huge purse, a massive lunch cooler and a bouquet of flowers (and did I mention the gigantic ass?) this means that the seat in the back row between the corner and the middle is NOT big enough for you! Do you feel your ass squeezing against the legs of the regular-size people sitting on either side of you? No? Well they do, and that's why they gave you that nasty look.

*Note: a curvey or chubby ass that needs a bit of a squeeze to get into a tiny bus seat is perfectly understandable and acceptable. But a gigantic ass is another thing entirely, and you know who you are, ladies!

- The bus driver will stop at EVERY stop. SOMEONE is getting off at EVERY stop on the Hill. You do not need to lean over me and put your disgustingly saggy tits in my face and breath your rancid coffee-and-egg-mcmuffin breath on me in order to ring the bell. Believe me, we'll be stopping at the VA. We do every morning. Every...single...morning.

- Talking in the morning is strongly discouraged. Talking and laughing loudly is prohibited. Do NOT start blabbering loudly with your co-worker. Some of us have exciting and/or scandalous lives outside of XXXXX and may or may not have consumed a massive quantity of alcohol last night. Talking in the afternoon is acceptable with the exception of the following topics: how hard your day was, how much you have to do tonight, anything involving your children.

- No bitching about the bus being early. This is PUBLIC transportation. And in fact, as XXXXX employees we pay less for it than anyone in town. This is not a car service. Don't start running (waddling?) from 10 blocks away clutching that Starbucks between your meaty claws and expect that we'll be rooting for you. Just take the regular bus downtown, catch the 8, be 10 minutes late and learn from your mistake: you don't have time for that 3rd donut before you leave the house. And by the way, it wasn't early. You were late.

- The bus will be full by the time we start up the Hill. The empty seat next to you is going to be filled. Don't be one of those assholes who thinks her lunch needs a seat all to itself. Don't sit on the outside seat; scoot in and be a person who lives in a society. When someone approaches your seat and is callous enough to suggest that you should share that 2-seater, don't move your legs into the aisle and expect them to scoot in. Either slide in like a regular person, or get up and let them in (even though you have obvious entitlement issues).

- The bus is NOT the place to read the newspaper stretched out to full size. Either learn to fold a newspaper "train style" or wait until later to check your horoscope.

- Rolling your eyes, or sighing, or complaining when a person with a disability gets onto the bus is not only rude and intolerant, its also 100% at odds with the fact that you WORK AT A FUCKING HOSPITAL!

- Enough with the flowers. Its spring, and its actually nice of you to bring flowers to work (assuming they are for someone else...oh, they're for YOUR desk? Fuck you). Some of us are very allergic to flowers, and jamming them into our face for 40 minutes is going to make the rest of the day miserable. Its obvious that no part of your brain triggers the response, "what about other people?" so I'm here to remind you that yes, there are other people on the bus.

- Male nurses in Danskos. You look gay. You might be gay, and that's cool, but know that you most definitely LOOK gay.

- Sometimes, we all have to stand. If you are 40+ and overweight, I will not be relinquishing my seat to you, even though I am 30 and in excellent physical condition. I'm tired too, and I'm fucking sitting down. Don't glare at me because you're too heavy and weak to stand up under your own power for 10 minutes.

See you this afternoon!

funny how commutes in cities everywhere are the same regardless isn't it?