Livers and Gizzards
The emotional dynamics on display at hospital cafeterias can be overwhelming.
Celebrations of the births of healthy babies aside, it’s unlikely people are there for good news. Meanwhile, the hospital’s staff congregates at the cafeteria for its meals. The contrast between the aggrieved and fearful public and the staff’s jovial workday meals is pointed.
I try to maintain my composure in this grim environment by watching young doctors fussily prepare salads while most orderlies, nurse’s aides and citizens stand in a nearby line for cheeseburgers and onion rings.
3 Comments:
At 9:19 AM, FletcherDodge said…
One thing that really cracks me up is the on going practical jokery between the young Dr. Dorian and the Janitor. Those two guys are just the living end.
At 11:52 PM, Don't Need Anything said…
i have a good friend that is a respratory therapist who says he avoids the cafeteria at all costs because he finds it morbid. how strange is that...
At 7:34 AM, Happy In Bag said…
Dr. Dorian leaves everyone in stitches, Emaw.
I always take the stairs in hospitals, DNE. One big reason is that I'm uncomfortable standing next to bedridden people on their way to or from surgery as their handlers talk about their plans for the weekend.
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