There they were: four nervously-smiling faces in flourescent-white starched lab coats, entering the elevator.
"Which floor?" I asked.
"Two please," one of them answered.
As I stood with them quietly, I thought about my first day of residency: the excitement, the uncertainty, the nervous energy. What a cool time in your career as a doctor. The thought of jumping right in and beginning clinical work was so welcomed after all those months of study, preceptorship, and hand-holding. Finally, a chance to make a difference.
But then I wondered:
"Where are you guys heading?"
"An orientation meeting," they answered.
* sigh *
I hope they see a patient today.