“The bottom line is, I have plans on my day off that I can’t cancel. If you have a real complaint about my work, take it up with HR.” It was his turn to rear back. He hadn’t expected me to hold my ground. To anyone else, he may be a god, but I could see him now for what he was. His ego had everyone fooled, and he wasn’t used to not getting his way when it came to work.
I couldn’t escape because Sara had also followed me and now stood between the door and me. Why was she everywhere? She placed one hand on my shoulder with force to keep me in place and firmly inside the room.
Dr. Medina glared at us, his eyes darting back and forth from her face to mine. He wanted to say something, but he’d come to think twice about messing with Sara, just like every other doctor on the oncology floor. If only she could stand up for herself the way she stood up for her patients and loved ones.
“Dr. Ramirez,” Sara said as she shot daggers at our boss with her eyes, “volunteers at the free clinic on two of her days off a month. You know how many days off a resident has, yet she gives most of them up. She wouldneverbreak her commitment.” Sara loosened her grip on my shoulder when she was done talking.
Dr. Medina’s mouth fell open, and he hung his head but said nothing.
“Forget it, Sara. It’s no use,” I said as I walked past her and out the door. I could just imagine the stare down that was taking place in the conference room. I had to get out of there.
I was nearly at the locker room when Dr. Keach caught up to me.Not this. Not now.
“Fallen from grace so soon, Carolina?” he asked. I glared at him, and he backed off, but not before saying, “What did I tell you?”
If he tripped, fell, and broke his nose, I would not be upset.