Janice Ross is a happy person. She goes to work every day with a cup of coffee in her hand and a smile on her face. She enjoys her job immensely; not in the way some people do, with their words only. No, Janice means it when she says she lives for her work.
On this particular day, Janice is especially gleeful. You see, just the day before she discovered that her two-timing, good for nothing ex-husband was on the schedule for a routine operation, nothing out of the ordinary, certainly nothing that would require the long, intensive recovery time that Janice had in mind for him.
Janice smiled to herself as she sat down at her computer desk, coffee in hand, and began typing out the doctor’s dictation from the day before, only she was careful to omit some words and put a few extra in, like delusional, in case he should insist he wasn’t scheduled for a radical bowel resection.