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accomplished and highly regarded in the
administrative world as you are.”
    “Miss Metzler,” Mrs. Rikka
said as she looked over the top of her glasses. “Do not suck up to me. It’s
unattractive and entirely unprofessional.”
    Violet turned a shade of
crimson that I didn’t think I’d ever seen before. Beside me, Liz chuckled
softly as she watched her nemesis be brought to heel. She elbowed me and I shot
her a look as I whispered, “Behave.”  
    I reached down into the
pocket of my scrubs, pulled out my badge and clipped it to my front pocket
before looking up. Mrs. Rikka was frowning in my direction, but before I could
ask if I'd gotten it right, she spoke.
    "Miss Burke, your badge
should be clipped to the front pocket of your scrubs so that staff members and
patients can readily see it," she instructed then raising an eyebrow, she
added, "And your scrub top should never interfere with that ability."  
    "I like to have a little
fun with my scrubs," Liz said as she shifted her badge to the right place.
    "Yes, well..." Mrs.
Rikka trailed off looking around the table and stopping at Violet and her
friends and she said, "Miss Metzler, Miss Watkins, and Miss Drake, your
uniforms are impeccable."
    "Thank you, Mrs.
Rikka," the three girls said in unison and then giggled. A faint smile
that looked more like toleration than actual joy, crossed Mrs. Rikka's lips and
then quickly disappeared. I couldn't tell if she liked the girls or not and
made a mental note to watch more closely so I'd know.
    "Ladies, today you are
starting your internship here at Chicago General," Mrs. Rikka began.
"We have very high expectations given the fact that you are coming out of one
of the top nursing programs in the country, so before you begin, I want you to
understand that all eyes are on you, and by association, on me as well. I
expect you to behave in a way that reflects well on this program, and if there
are any infractions, rest assured, they will be dealt with swiftly. Am I making
myself clear?"
    "Yes, Mrs. Rikka,"
we all replied solemnly. Liz reached under the table and pinched my thigh
causing me to jump in my seat.
    "Is there a problem,
Miss Pierce?" Mrs. Rikka asked. I shook my head and she continued,
"I'm going to assign you a department today. You will work there for three
weeks before you rotate to a new department. By the time you finish your
internship, you will have rotated through all of the major departments in the
hospital and will be familiar with the protocols for each one."
    She quickly began reading off
the list of assignments and I was happy to find that Liz and I had been
assigned to the ER on the first rotation.   Violet and her group had been assigned to the maternity ward, and were
oohing and ahhing over how fun it was going to be to be around all those
babies.
    "Ladies, the maternity
ward is more that just baby sitting," Mrs. Rikka said looking at them
pointedly. "There are as many unpleasant things that happen on the ward as
there are pleasant, so please be aware of the possibility that you might be
assisting with some sad moments in people's lives as well as the happy
ones."
    "Yes, ma'am,"
Violet's friends said.
    "And you two," she
said looking at Liz and I with one eyebrow raised. "I'm sure you're
familiar with the general nature of the ER."
    "Yes, ma'am," I
nodded.
    "Sure," Liz said as
she bounced a little in her seat. "It's like on television, right? Always
busy and bustling with activity, and tons of interesting characters."
    "You'll be observing and
doing basic work down there, Miss Baker," Mrs. Rikka said. "Our ER is
not a television program."
    "That's a darn
shame," Liz grinned up at her.
    "Miss Baker, need I
remind you that this is a hospital, not a game show?" Mrs. Rikka said
disapprovingly. "If you can't behave appropriately, I'll have no problem
removing you from the internship and telling your advisor you're not ready for
this portion of your education. Do I need to do that?"
    "No, ma'am," Liz
said
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