He’s So Serious.
Emily: I’ve got one more article to write. Wanna help me brainstorm?
Dan: OK. What’s the genre? Laproscotomy? Gender reassignment?
Emily: No. The importance of medical asst certification.
Dan: Well, why wouldn’t it be? Mo money!
Emily: I’ve already got money and employability, but that alone won’t get me 500 words.
Dan: Fame, glamour, respect…
Emily: ::sigh:: Nevermind
Dan: I’m trying. This is how I brainstorm. Shit falls out of my head, and eventually, something brilliant comes out.
Showing your employers that you’re serious about your career?
Emily: I could use those.
Dan: Hang with a better class of people.
Sex in the closet?
Emily: It was going good there for a while…
Dan: Express a sense of confidence that patients may find reassuring?
Emily: You’re on a roll.
Dan: Boss people around.
Emily: Ugh! Two more and I could title it “ten reasons to get certified” or something.
Emily: I’ll buy that
Dan: A job where you feel you can make a difference.
Emily: OK. One more. C’mon, Pow*. You can do it.
Dan: The scrubs?
People like wearing scrubs.
Do they have conventions?
Emily: You’re revving up for a good one. I can tell.
Dan: Stay ahead of the latest techniques and innovations?
Emily: I already wrote that one down. Beat you to it. But good call.
I just need one more.
Dan: Free shit you can steal from the hospital?
*Once upon a time, I made a typo. Instead of spelling Dan’s last name Poehlman, I spelled it Powhlman. And well, it stuck.