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Oct 13, 2006 07:15

The front desk is an interesting place here at the hospital laboratory whenever a pretty girl comes around, suddenly coworkers and friends rise against eachother in a struggle for the folder which means you get to draw said girls blood.

I don't work at the front desk anymore, so I typically can sneak in there whenever I want and poach those folders at will, I don't actually have to be up there so I can pass on drawing ugly people to position myself perfectly for the goal.
Today was not such a day, the girl who stepped up to that counter was so unbelievably gorgeous the stakes were a little bit higher.

Japanese, she had to be, wearing a classy looking turtle neck and a rather forlorn expression, I had just gone up there to sanitize my hands but I just had to stick around.  Sra.  Capati easily saw through my plan though, and with rank comes priviledge.  He sort of gave me this expression like "don't even try it" and I complied.

Shame though, I'm really good at making patients laugh and she looked like she could have used it.

Edit: Getting drawn for a Quantitative HcG is a good reason for a forlorn expression.  It's not so much a test to see if your pregnant, rather a test to see just how pregnant you are.
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