Healing Touch
“The door opened and I caught a glance of the graying, bushy hair of Gary, the one guy I was hoping I wouldn’t run into tonight. He was an asshole with megalomania tendencies and I was in no mood.
“About time,” he said, grimacing with aggravation. “Time is money in Radiology, you know. We’re backed up waiting for that bulb to be changed.”
“Where’s the problem?” I asked.
He pointed to a set of double doors. “The technician will show you which bulb is out. And then I need you to recalibrate another machine for me.”
“Where is the new bulb?”
He scoffed and shook his head. “Do I look like I know where the extra bulbs are kept? That’s not exactly in my pay grade.”
I counted to three in my head before responding, which didn’t tame me much. “Yeah, it’s not in my pay grade either, but who really gives a shit? You’re supposed to call Maintenance for this, not Mechanical Services, but I’m here.”
He huffed his aggravation. “Just get it done, alright?”
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