I don’t know if I should put this under life fuel but it’s the closest thing to describe the situation I guess. Two and a half years ago a girl at my job stood me up for a meet for lunch “date”. This ended up greating a division between her and me and the rest my my department since my co-workers were trying to set me up with her. When I told them what happened they distanced themselves from here, I guess out of solidarity for me. She stopped coming to the break room that my department had . And would avoid me (as I would avoid her). Now fast forward to early this week when I get a task to pick this chick up. My job is pretty much to pick up patients from parts of the hospital I work out and drop them off for test and admit them from the emergency room. I see her name on my work phone and I become breathless for a second. “Why is she here as a patient?” I thought. I went over quickly even though part of me wanted to wait and let her suffer. I get to the ED and see her and get this weird lightheaded feeling like I was in a dream. I go to her and tell her I’m taking her to the operating room. She nods and says ok. I don’t get any disgusts vibes from her and she’s even chatty with me and tells me she’s there cause of a kidney stone. She even tells me that her mother had to pass one last week and that it’s a hereditary thing. Sh apparently was in there for 24 hours waiting for someone to bring her to the operating room. I asked why she didn’t get the vip treatment since her and her mom works here and she. She told me they did and that they immediately got her to the ED but after that she still had to wait. Other than that it was an uneventful ride upstairs. Part of me didn’t know whether to feel bad for her suffering or be happy she’s in pain. But it has been stuck in my mind for a while.
