As is typical with a growing practice, work is getting busy. Some days I would go so far as to say crazy busy. One of the girls has recently had surgery and while she's recovering my schedule has changed a little bit. Because we're all helping cover for her, there hasn't really been anyone to cover for me while I spend a lot of time on the phone with insurance companies. All this leads up to me working today. I like my Fridays off, but I don't mind working Fridays every once in a while because it's SUPER quiet and I can be more productive when there's no one around. Flash forward to today. I'm at work. I arrive just after the good doctor goes in with his last patient. I let the girl at the desk know that I'm in my office upstairs and to not set the alarm when she leaves. I can set it when I leave. She tells me that she's leaving soon so I volunteer to text the doctor and let him know that I'm here so he doesn't set the alarm on me and we don't interrupt his visit. He doesn't like it when we interrupt. It destroys his biofeedback. Nicely done. Way to be a thinker.
So I go upstairs and start working. I'm on the phone with an insurance company when all of a sudden I notice a shrill beeping coming up the stairs from the back door. Grrrrrrrr. He did NOT get the memo. This means I have 60 seconds to sprint across the top floor of the office, down all 21 stairs, around the corner, down the hall, and deactivate the alarm before the the alarms goes off and the city police and fire department are on their merry way to rescue me from the emergency. So I sprinted. Across the top floor, down all 21 stairs (highly grateful for fire code that requires handles on both sides of the staircase and conversely terrified by the fact that my feet are not used to the new flip flops on them), around the corner and deactivated the alarm with 23 seconds remaining. Awesome. As much as I'd like to spend quality time with the fire department...crisis averted.
10 minutes later I got a phone call from the doctor. "HEY! Are you there? I just left the office and set the alarm! Are you okay?" I got it Doc. No worries. "I just got your text! I'm at Home Depot. I'm sorry." It's okay. I am that good.
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This IS way better than tv. I am amazed by you.
I love it! Great story, I could picture the whole thing. How's life? I miss you. I'm living in Pendleton OR right now doing my Women's Health rotation.
Did you work there when I activated the alarm? And I didn't know the special code word when the police called. yeah, it was all because I forgot to clock out and tried to carefully deactivate it and go clock out. You are clearly better than me!
:-)
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