I've never spent so much time getting ready for something in my life. This wasn't just any old first day of work. This was my first day of work with Dr. Gregory House, one of the best doctors in New Jersey. The fact that my name was even going to be associated with his was a miracle and I wanted to make a good impression.
I roll up to the office door…no punch buttons…awesome. How was I supposed to get the door now? I was debating how awkward it would be to knock when suddenly he looked up. He furrowed his brows, got up, and limped over. He opened the door just a crack. "Can I help you?"
"Uh, I'm Shana Graves, the med student you hired."
"Ah yes, my latest lemming; come in, take a seat…wait scratch that last part."
He led me to a table. "Pick a spot and get comfy, the other lemmings will be along shortly. Take a look at this while we wait." He tossed me a file. I missed it completely and papers spewed everywhere. "Wow, you're worse than Thirteen."
"I'm sorry…it's just that CP makes catching anything an issue. If I could help pick it up I would." I look down hoping he wouldn't notice me blushing.
"Cerebral Palsy…interesting. How the hell did you make it through med school?"
The question brought out a snarky side of me I didn't know I had. "Quite easily in fact; you of all people should know CP doesn't always come with cognitive impairment. In fact it usually comes with above average intelligence."
His eyebrows rose. He looked impressed. "A gimp and a smart ass; this could be fun."