So, I was at work and I was tired. I wasn’t tired from working hard, I’d got used to A&E’s pace, and ward work is somewhat different.
Anyway, I went into the staff room to munch on my lunch, and found one of the nurses (from another ward); after a bit I twigged that she was crying… and asked if she was okay. And that was about it. I was in that hesitatant place thinking – she looks like she could do with a hug – and also – I’ve never met this person before, what the hell do I do.
If it was a patient, it’d be different.
Anyway, I was hovering in this place. And also thinking that she looked cute. Dykey spikey hair. Scrubsy type uniform… and vaguely hovering on the edge of my ‘gaydar’.
And then she started talking about her boyfreind.
Poot.
I need more cute gay people in my life.
