This is my first ever story here. Take some time out to enjoy it and leave a comment once you're done, more on the way!

I was already in a bad mood by the time I was in sacred heart. It was just one of those days you feel like tearing everyone and everything around you to pieces. But either way I was looking forward to hanging out with Turk later, but of course, there's always one person…

"Sarah! Be a good girl and come over here!" Cox shouted at me from behind. I turned around and walked over to him.
"What now?" I asked in a weary, miserable voice.
"Well well, a hangover! Did we drink too many lemonade shots last night? God damn it newbie, stay in the game!" Cox smacked a chart over my head and flicked through the pages on it as I tried to recover.
"Here we are. Now, from what Mr Mendoza's chart tells me, you didn't prescribe him any painkillers when you discharged him yesterday! Why, why would you do such a stupid thing?" As I opened my mouth to reply Dr Cox whistled and shook his head.
"Now newbie, what I just asked was a rhetorical question. If Madman Mendoza comes in here looking for painkillers, it'll be your problem, not mine. Have a good un Charlotte." He shoved past me and walked down the hall. What a jackass! As I turned around I was startled by the janitor, who was standing right in front of me. I took a step back and looked up at him.
"Yes?" I asked nervously.
"Didn't prescribe painkillers huh? Well, I'll just see how you get through the day without painkillers. And of course, I'll be dishing out pain." He said as he mopped the floor.
"Why would you do that?" I shouted in an exasperated voice. The janitor stopped mopping and leaned his chin on top of the mop.
"Well, part of my pay cheque comes from harassing assholes like you." He replied blankly.
"Really?" I asked curiously. He shook his head and just walked away. There's another jackass!


Even though the day was starting really bad I figured it could only get better. Unfortunately that's not how it works anywhere.

I walked up to the Carla at reception and leaned over the counterto talk to her.

"Hey Carla, have you seen Turk, I just wanna talk about where we're going tonight, and if I-"
"Oh that's right, you're taking Turk out for the night!" Carla screamed at me. "Turk and I hardly have any time to ourselves, and you come in and snatch him away for 'guy time!'" She had walked around the other side of the counter and everyone was watching us now.
"It's not the idea of him being with you that upsets me, it's the idea that you two might get wasted and he'll hook up with another woman that pisses me off!"

DAYDREAM

Turk and JD are at the bar, four fit women come up to them.

"Hey, we're really feeling…naughty." Says one. Turk looks at JD.

"This one's all yours man, I've got Carla." He says. Turk takes a shot of scotch and turns to the women.

"Screw it honies, I'm pissed so now I'll sleep with ya."

END OF DAYDREAM

"Bambi! Bambi?! Are you even listening to me?! You're not!" All of a sudden Carla was throwing booklets and charts at me, and swearing in Spanish. Even as I was walking away I could hear her swearing.
"El hijo bastardo de una puta, jode lejos!"