“I haven’t seen your order. I just got back from lunch,” the receptionist told me shortly without looking up from her desk yesterday.
While I waited she looked through the files on her computer then picked up the phone to call upstairs. I waited a few more minutes.
“A nurse has to place the order, so you’ll need to wait,” she told me not unkindly but also without much regard.
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