Derek Zoolander is officially my work husband
We competitively scream “LOVE YOU” “LOVE YOU MORE” in the workroom and yes it’s highly disruptive and it grosses everyone out. And shove each other when we race to sign out. And Top Gun high five. Multiple times a day.
He also bought me a salad and a cookie when I told him I couldn’t get lunch during a tough admission. And then bought me another cookie when I told him I was worried about my cousin, who’s not doing well in the ICU again.
What the fuck is happening. I don’t even know but it’s nice.