Day 38; Doctor's Office #4 [Dr. Stegman]
Dr. Stegman was comfortably seated behind his desk, coffee in hand and medical journal open in front of him when the nurse stuck her head in and informed him a new patient was on her way. Delightful. Honestly, much longer handing out Freudian bullshit to a bunch of yahoos and he was going to lose his mind.
Well, he supposed if he was a lucky man, today's patients would prove quite the struggle that some of these ingrates were. It was demeaning, for a man of his stature - a surgeon! - to be stuck falling back on his academic backup.
This stunt had better get him back on top at a real hospital.
"Send the patient in," he informed the nurse, closing his journal and taking the new file from the ever-so-helpful nurse.
Well, he supposed if he was a lucky man, today's patients would prove quite the struggle that some of these ingrates were. It was demeaning, for a man of his stature - a surgeon! - to be stuck falling back on his academic backup.
This stunt had better get him back on top at a real hospital.
"Send the patient in," he informed the nurse, closing his journal and taking the new file from the ever-so-helpful nurse.