"Hello, Illanare," said the voice of Indie Nurse. "Patient X is here. She's brought in her urine sample."
I was so busy enjoying my first sips of peppermint mocha and being glad that Patient X had arrived early that I didn't notice that Indie Nurse's voice was at an unusually high register. I trotted over to the clinic and was stopped in my tracks by what sat proudly on the counter.
A week ago I had given Patient X a sample pot to take home with her. We all know what they look like, don't we?
Patient X brought one of these in instead:
Apparently I hadn't been clear enough. When I said "come back in a week, with your first sample of the morning", Patient X thought I had meant "come back one morning with a week's worth of first samples".
