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First day

'I can't do this. I can't do this. I am wearing different socks. Oh great I'm screwed' not the best way to start off a internship at one of the finest hospitals in Seattle. I am just going to make a fool of myself today. I sigh as I walk through the door and into the grand lobby.
"Can I help you?" Asks someone in navy scrubs.
"I need help, I am looking for the surgical floor and it my first day. I am an intern." I go on. 'Don't talk so much,' I scold myself.
"Follow me," the man says with a warm smile.
"Are you a resident here?" I ask trying to make polite conversation.
The man laughs, "I was, but I am not now. I am the head of Cardiothoracic surgery."
"Oh I am sorry I didn't know. It's my first day and....." He cuts me off.
"It's fine first year mistake," he says. We step onto an elevator and he presses the 5 button.
"Is the surgical wing on the 5'th floor?" I ask.
"Yes,"
"Ok thanks," I say.
"Don't be nervous. I will see you around ok?" He says.
"Want what is your name?" I ask.
"Dr. Kaden Mills, and yours?" He asks.
"Dr. Addison Bailey," I reply. With that the elevator dings and we both head our own way. I walk down the hallway to the main room of the surgical floor. It has a wide open staircase. All the attendings are standing at the bottom of the staircase. The residences are standing off near the surgical board. It looks packed.
"Action never stops around here does it," says a girl who I am pretty sure is starting her intern year as well.
"Nope," I say. Then a man in a nice shirt and white coat begins to descend down the stairs. You could hear a pen drop if anyone was moving.
"Good morning new surgical interns. Today you are the doctor. You make the decisions that could save or end a patient's life. Good luck to all of the new interns and the residents that will be teaching them. Please new interns try not to kill anyone to day. That is a bad first impression," he finishes he speech the turns and walks away.
"Wow that was...inspiring." I say very sarcastically.
"I know right," girl beside of me bursts into laughter. I think I made my second friend of the day. We continue to laugh until she whispers, "The head of Cardio is starring at you."
"What, he's not starring," I say.
"I think someone has a crush," she teases.
"This isn't high school anymore," I say.
Then a woman screams, "When a resident call your name go to them."
"Hope we have the same resident," she says then the name calling begins.
A dark haired woman steps up, "Dr. Fuller, Dr. Webster, Dr. Joe, Dr. Grant, Dr. Bailey." We all walk to where she is standing and the next resident begins. She looks at us with a serious expression, "I am Dr. Yetc and I am from Russia. Follow me." We tour radiology, pathology, the OR, the scrub rooms, the supply closet, each departments wing, the ER, and finally the on call rooms.
"Wow this hospital is so big," says a doctor that I don't know. I'm pretty sure that is Dr. Joe but I am not sure.
Dr. Yetc turns and faces us, "Welcome interns, go get lunch and meet me here in 30 minutes. I am going down to the ER I have a page."