Long John

greta texted the girls from the lobby of mount sinai. this was about the fortieth time during this two month rotation that she swore never to drink again.

a Saudi IMG bought her a latte and managed to touch her thigh while handing it to her. he said he was pleased to be on call with her that night. Greta very audibly groaned and opened her first chart.

fourteen yr old 22 wks gestation incest suspected/ consult psych. Greta could always suspend her hungover state for cases like this.

her pager went off. it was frigging Babs. she called her back.

"Do you recall me EVER purchasing long johns?"

"Babs, he was an ice climber. I think they live in their longjohns. In fact I've treated dermatological fungi caused by excessive and utterly unhygenic longjohn-wearage in those prone to participation in dangerous and painful winter sport. His name was Dan or Don or Ron and he's supposedly visiting from Red Deer for the weekend. Or he just lives at that seedy motel on Ossington. You're back already eh, how's Lucy?"

"MOTEL?"