My Boss Sent Me To The Stockroom, Believing My Fitting Notes Were Worthless, But A Retired Dispatcher's Serial Cards Opened The Patient File He Claimed Had Never Existed.
I refused to mark an old prosthetic socket as new, and my boss buried me in the stockroom. Then a retired bus dispatcher opened her binder, and an audit asked for a patient my boss swore had never existed.
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