(1/4) I walk into the work room to ask my favorite resident about the meropenem order he put in.
He slams his fist against the table: "How do you always know?!" He shouts.
Everyone in the room jumps. Usually, he is so easygoing.
"How do you ALWAYS know?" He repeats. "Like the second I put an order in, you ask me about. It's like immediate!"
The fellow laughs, "Man- don't you realize that's the pharmacist's job? They look at all our orders to make sure we didn't jack anything up."
I show him my computer screen with his mero order. He shakes his head, "It was like superhuman. I couldn't figure it out."
"May I ask - what is it you thought I did all day?"