Jul 19, 2015
learning--itsamazing
“For the love of God, you’ve got to be kidding me!”
The diagnostician had his head held in his hands as he leaned back far into his chair, feet resting on his desk and all. It was nearing his lunch break and people were flooding into the waiting room by the second. As consequence, he had to move his lunch break to a later block in the day, or just until the crowd died down. You know, some times he wondered why he even kept his occupation. There were better jobs than this, yet it was better than the army, but nonetheless he found it no less than boring and stressful, even, perhaps more so, with RONI.
“Let’s hurry things up. I don’t have all day you know.”