#81 I Don’t Want to Work in this Hospital Anymore (400 words)

Inspired by: Maggie’s Farm 

Sadie woke up and stared at the ceiling fan as it slowly spun. Ever since she was a child, she wanted to become a doctor, but now that she had achieved her goal, she didn’t find it fulfilling. 

She took a deep breath and counted to ten. On ten, she threw the covers off herself and marched to her kitchen. She made coffee and dialed a phone number. Ein answered on the fourth ring. 

“Hello?” 

“I don’t think I’m going to work today.” 

“Sadie? Is everything okay?” 

“I’m fine, I just can’t and now that I can’t see you. You were the only thing making that place bearable.” 

“I can’t believe that. What’s wrong?” 

“It’s just so grueling, and I haven’t been happy there, like ever. Being a doctor isn’t what I was expecting it to be. It’s not like on TV where you’re saving lives every second and making a miracle diagnosis last second. It’s grunt work and dealing with miserable patients, and I don’t want to go.” 

“You’re off this weekend, right? Let’s do something fun. We can spend the whole weekend together, make up for when you were out of town last week.” 

“Yeah?” 

“Hell yeah. And we can get lunch together today, I’ll just walk out of the lab no matter if I’m in the middle of a test.” 

“Okay. Sounds great. See you later.” 

Sadie hung up the phone, poured herself a cup of coffee, and dialed another number.

“Hi, George. I’m not feeling well and won’t be coming in today. 

“Thanks, I don’t think it’s anything serious. I just need some bed rest, and I’ll be good to go next week. 

“Yeah, see you Monday. Bye.”

Sadie sat on her couch, sipped on her coffee, and turned on the TV. 

Tiffany came out of the guest room.

“Why aren’t you dressed for work?” 

“I didn’t feel like it today.” 

“Oh, is everything okay?” 

“Do you want to do something crazy?” 

“Like what?” 

“Drive to California.” 

“WHAT?!” 

“We just get in the car and drive.”

“Duncan’s sentencing is in a few weeks. I have to be there for him. It’s just not a good time.”

“You’re right. I’m sorry.” 

“It sounds like fun, but… I’ll think about it, for sure. Have a good day off. I’m going to work.” 

“Have a good day.” 

Sadie drank the rest of her coffee and planned a trip anyway.

Published by einquin

Writing personal exploration flash fiction as well as building the foundations for a comic book universe.

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