on-call is killing me
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Halifax, 2004.03.19
Tonight I went out for dinner with Charlie after a long and tiring week. It was my first week on call, and found that even when the pager wasn't going off I was kept awake by the antici....pation. Anyway, we went for Japenese food. As we were winding up (and the place was beginning to shut down) a pizza delivery guy arrived.
Yes, the Japenese place had ordered a pizza.