Email to Sophia Dubenko

[not_a_dr_yet]

To: Cake Girl
From: Sexy Surgeon
Date: April 29, 2006
Subject: Trouble with a capital T.

Soph,

I think your father is going to kill me.

Mere

Comments

[sophiadubenko]

What did you do?

And where do I send the flowers?

[not_a_dr_yet]

I got into a locker room brawl with a new intern who thinks he's a God over in geriatrics. But he's the "aren't I so sensitive type" so everyone is taking his word over mine.

[sophiadubenko]

Haha.

Papa's so gonna have your ass for dinner.

You big bully.

[not_a_dr_yet]

Oh dear God! Not you too.

I expected something a little different here. The guy is a total ass, and no one seems to want to listen to what happened. I had half the ER staff jumping my ass for hurting such a "nice guy".

I swear to any God that will listen, I am taking my happy ass home and getting so drunk I can't even move. I'm more then a little upset here, Soph. And I'm not a bully. I didn't break or fracture anything. That I know of.