After this litany of information is recited and I seem interested enough to the patient that they thought I cared and wrote down what they said I would go out to my desk and copy their ID and insurance card. I return to the room, give back the insurance cards and ask the patient to sign consent to be treated, sneakily this is also the form that includes the billing information also. Most people donβt realize that they are also agreeing to pay what is almost always an extremely hefty bill.
Next I go and arrange the paper work and my work is quickly done.
My first few weeks were going to consist almost solely of being trained. My immediate supervisor is named Mary and she is a few years older than I am, almost 27, and currently going through a nasty divorce with her husband. She is going to be training me, and that means that she is talking on the phone with her new boyfriend while I register all of the patients and ask her questions when I come across problems.
I didnβt really mind doing all of the work. It was interesting, this was an ER with a trauma service so I got to see all sorts of interesting injuries especially because I worked the 2:30pm - 1am shift. It was just late enough to catch a lot of the weirdo but early enough where I could still sort of wake up in the morning if I had to.
I was sitting at my desk in the corner of the ER when I saw a young and cute guy in a security guard uniform walking my way. He came over and Mary promptly hung up the phone. Her eyes lit up and he smiled a huge smile at her. She introduced me to him and told me his name was Mike, but everybody called him Mikey. I was immediately interested. I had just gotten out of a really bad relationship with my ex and I was looking for a nice, un crazy man.
He had his black hair cut into a short and tight hair cut. No facial hair on his face, and he had a nice tan. The best part was his cute ass and the way his black cargo pants hugged it perfectly. Lucky for me the ER was not busy and he got to spend almost his entire shift that night talking to me. He asked me all sorts of random questions. I learned that he wanted to be a police officer and went to the police academy during the day and worked nights. I thought he was flirting with me, he sure seemed to be interested in every nuance of my life and my past. He asked about my relationships, my family, my goals. I was sorry to see my shift end. As I gathered my things he told me that he would take one of the security golf carts and give me a ride up to my car in the parking garage.
After I had been safely delivered to my car I could not help but wonder what was going to happen with my new friend.
The next day at work I was disappointed to learn that Mikey had the day off. I started to ask Mary all about him. She told me that he was always really friendly, but he really seemed to like me. She also dropped the bombshell that he had a girlfriend who he had been with for a few years, and that she was a bit older than him. I was so sad to hear this. I knew it was stupid to feel like he was flirting with me, but it all had seemed so real. I quickly wrote him off as an interesting anecdote and continued with my training.
I had the next three days off because I was working ten hour shifts and I spent them relaxing and enjoying time home to take the dogs to the beach, go grocery shopping and all of the other things that I had been putting off while I got used to my new work schedule. Sunday I was ready to go back to work again.