Being the Big, Black Gatekeeper

It's been a week since my assignment at the doctor's private practice ended and I really miss the constant calls from patients ordering drugs like a stoner at a McDonald's drive-thru. Not to mention the various doctors calling in consults for patients with infectious disease, especially those that indulged favoritism when it was the spouse of a fellow doctor or a celebrity. I also miss the people who used to cry over the phone when I had to turn them away because they were unable to schedule an appointment with the doctor's office. In short, I miss being the big, black gatekeeper that put the kibosh on white entitlement. There, I said it.