days when murder should be allowed

-when the cashier at cafeteria waits until you've weighed the salad and so on to sift through every cent of change in front of her and you get paged

-when you're paged and nobody picks up and you're paged again and nobody picks up

-when you look like shit and somebody tells you aaaaaw, you look so tired

-when you realize you forgot your white coat at home and borrow the giant dangly coat of the nurse practicioner whom you have to thank effusively every time

-when the intern giving you the consult is a smartass who wants to be a cardiologist

-when your lunch is a bag of crisps and the dollar bill is so crinkled it won't go in the damn vending machine despite the face-up technique