There is nowhere else I can post this and so I will post this here.
It was a hard day--25 dictations from one dictator that everybody wanted to avoid. After every report, I cursed the monitor in front of me in every language that I knew and rejoiced that I had scored a point over the MD.
The last report was particularly awful with corrections made every two minutes, and though the dictation was clear, I managed to upload the report after my mandatory abuse directed towards the innocent computer monitor.
At the very end of the last report, the learned and aged MD (I could find out his details from the Net--his son works as an MD in the same hospital) said, "Thank you for your patience, transcriptionist, with these hodgepodge dictations. Please make them look good. Thank you."
I felt like nothing on earth and my face went as red (if it is possible for a brown face to go red) as a beetroot. My conscience gave me a withering look and I apologized to the monitor in front of me.
God Bless Minnesota.
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Harry
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I believe marriage is a sacred institution between two unwilling teenagers.--Tina Fey.
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