Lately, I've been having a lot of no shows to clinic, and my last clinic was no exception. It's really unbelievable, the number of no shows I've had. I think I'm going to have to institute a no show policy. I mean, really, how many of these can I have?
So, bored out of my mind, I was talking with the cute clinic nurses, and I accused her of scaring away my patients, to which she replied, "Well, doctor, we can be your patients! You can examine us!" She grabbed one of the other nurses. "I'll be a good patient!"
Now, while I tend to be the pinnacle of professionalism, my mind went to a very dirty place and I think I may have turned an awkward shade of purple.
You know, it says in the book that it is professional to acknowledge such feelings. It's the acting on them that winds us up in front of a second-year medical school class explaining how the little embroidered flowers on Nurse Rachet's panties caused those two little initials to lose their DEA number.
ReplyDeleteThe rules say nothing, however, about Nurse Rachet's roommate or classmates from nursing school or sister or cousins. It's all networking, dude.