Boo

So, my surgeon just shouted my name, scared me witless so that I almost fell off my chair and exclaimed a swear word or two in my shock. Everyone thought it was hilarious. He didn’t even need anything from me, it was just a trick. I feel most aggrieved. He’s got a registrar with him today to help, and to keep him entertained by listening to his stories and making conversation, so I thought I was safe to just chillax for a while during this long tedious case.
And if I did the same to him, and he sliced through some major artery, suddenly I’d be the bad guy. Life is so unfair.