Will you be listening to music today, cruising through the taco shop on the way to the dog park or the dog beach or working.
Spending so many Saturdays of life working listening to that stupid dr hotdog (yes, name changed to protect the guilty) rant and rave over some made up indiscrepancy to justify his inability to prepare or communicate his technical needs as a surgeon.
In other words, never properly letting us know what he needed to have on hand in order to do the case.
The Saturday morning OR meltdown............
Oh,it's so nice to have a day off.