Connie was busy in her office, waiting for the new consultant to turn up. They were late by half an hour and Connie thought that was appalling. If it's your first day, you arrive on time so that you make a good first impression. She was about to phone Mr Hansen, to tell him she still wasn't there, but then she burst in through the door, "Sorry I'm late!"
"Sorry? Is that all you can say? You've made a bad first impression, there's patients that need your care and all you can do is apologise! Guess what my half hour has been full of! That's right. I've performed CPR on an elderly, discharged a child and transferred a patient to another hospital. What have you been doing?" Connie exclaimed.
"Listening to your speech," the new consultant chortled.
"Oh, great..." said Connie with a sigh.
"Right. Like you said, there's patients that need my care. Who should I treat?" they asked.
"Mrs Jackson fainted in the bus station. She's in cubicle four."
"Right, Ok."
As the new consultant walked over to her patient, she received a few awkward stares. "Oh gosh! News really does travel round this hospital fast!" the consultant said out loud as she walked over to her patient.
"Hello, Mrs Jackson. I am Miss Campbell, but I'd rather you called me Serena."