~April 11,2005~
Well sure enough they admitted Mark to the hospital, so Callie wasn't to pleased about that.
"You know the guy in room 3434?" Callie asked Meredith.
"Yes. The guy with pneumonia right?" Meredith replied.
"Yes. Well when he came into the clinic yesterday and I treated him. And he isn't nothing but a douchebag!" Callie exclaimed.
"What do you mean?" Asked Meredith
"He came onto me every chance he got. He flirted with me, and he made comments, and he even squeezed my ass cheek!" Callie explained.
"I mean you can't blame him. You are a pretty woman. But squeezing your ass was just a little over the top."Meredith said with a smile on her face.
"Ok listen up people." Dr webber said.
"Callie I want you to work with Dr bailey today. Meredith I want you with Dr Shepard. Izzie, I want you in the clinic. Alex I want you writing discharges. And Christina I want you with Dr Burke today."
Well they all went their separate ways. Callie went to find Dr bailey, which was going to be easy. See Dr bailey, was a short, plump African American woman who wore coke bottle glasses and had a mushroom haircut. You would think she would stick out like a sore thumb.
Meredith went to find Dr Shepard which was going to be a little bit harder. Cause see Dr Shepard was this 35 year old man with salt and pepper hair, stood 6'1, and looked like a movie star.
Izzie went to the clinic and Alex started writing discharge papers.
In the mean time, Christina went to find Dr Burke. Dr Burke would be easy to spot, cause he's a tall African American slender man, short black hair,and wore readers.
Well once Callie found Dr bailey, bailey told Callie what case she would be assigned to.
"Here's the chart for 3434. I want hourly updates and his IV blew so you need to stick him again!" Bailey explained.
Well walking to the room 3434, Callie thought that number sound familiar. Well she opened the door and there laid Mark.
"Oh shit!" Callie said in her mind.
