Day in the OR
Sitting in the doctor's lounge, waiting for the RN to finish preping the operating room.
20 minutes pass slowly. It's time to check. I walk down the hall toward my place on the wall in room five. Half way to my destination a sudden flurry of masked blue suits errupt from the room. Two nurses are arguing.
"Will the new kit work with these plates!?! They should, shouldn't they!?!"
"No, they aren't compatable!"
Before the voice in my head can tell me, "TURN THE FUCK AROUND, YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT THEIR TALKING ABOUT, YOU'RE STILL IN TRAINING." One of them spots the security pass around my neck.
"Here's the Rep, ask him"
FUCK!
20 minutes pass slowly. It's time to check. I walk down the hall toward my place on the wall in room five. Half way to my destination a sudden flurry of masked blue suits errupt from the room. Two nurses are arguing.
"Will the new kit work with these plates!?! They should, shouldn't they!?!"
"No, they aren't compatable!"
Before the voice in my head can tell me, "TURN THE FUCK AROUND, YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT THEIR TALKING ABOUT, YOU'RE STILL IN TRAINING." One of them spots the security pass around my neck.
"Here's the Rep, ask him"
FUCK!