The end of the day, sharing a workstation with an attending, both of us typing away at our clinic notes in silence.
When all of a sudden…
Not for just one of us, mind you. Both of us. At the same time.
We both tried to ignore it for a while. We shifted position in our chairs. The attending sighed and grunted repeatedly. We both tried, not very successfully, to avoid looking at or talking to each other.
I typed harder and faster.
We pressed on, steadily working like busy little bees. Finally, it got to that point. You know, that point. The point where something in your gut tells you
So I did. I stopped, mid sentence, shut my computer down, and said “I think I’m going to finish my work at home.”
Before I could finish my sentence, the attending jumped in: “yupokseeyalaterbyehaveagreatday!”
I feel fairly certain he let one slip just after I made it out of earshot.