Day 47: Doctor's Office 3 (Dr. Kisugi) [Fourth Shift]
The nameplate on her desk wasn't quite even. Makiko frowned at it as she returned to her office for the afternoon session, then paused to put it back in the right spot, carefully aligned with the edge of the desk. It must have been knocked askew by her morning patient, he of the smart mouth and aggravating attitude. No matter, though. She'd dealt with him, and now with the mess he'd made, and it was back to business as usual -- even if her temper was all the worse for being denied the opportunity he'd given her.
There was a new patient this afternoon, though Makiko had greeted his file with somewhat less enthusiasm than some of the others. Luke Howard had little interesting about him, and he seemed quite content to leave it that way. Still, though, her opinion could change once he walked in the door; she had to keep her mind open and reserve judgment, without letting her mood affect her thoughts.
She turned the CD player on in preparation for the young man's arrival, grimacing slightly at the annoyingly inspid concerto that began to play, then put it out of her mind. She flipped open the file to read it over once more, ignoring the faint demands of gnawing hunger within. Hopefully he wouldn't be too tedious to deal with.
There was a new patient this afternoon, though Makiko had greeted his file with somewhat less enthusiasm than some of the others. Luke Howard had little interesting about him, and he seemed quite content to leave it that way. Still, though, her opinion could change once he walked in the door; she had to keep her mind open and reserve judgment, without letting her mood affect her thoughts.
She turned the CD player on in preparation for the young man's arrival, grimacing slightly at the annoyingly inspid concerto that began to play, then put it out of her mind. She flipped open the file to read it over once more, ignoring the faint demands of gnawing hunger within. Hopefully he wouldn't be too tedious to deal with.