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The next time I came into work after the situation with Dr. Harrison and Kara, I thought about whether I should accept the pay raise and continue working at the office. I unlocked the front door and entered the waiting room, still working things out in my mind when I slammed right into a person. I sputtered backward and looked up in confusion and horror since I was supposed to be the only one allowed in this early at the clinic.
“You must be, Maggie!” a cheery voice told me as he moved past me and turned off the alarm before it began blaring. I clutched my heart at the shock this stranger had just given me. The fact that he knew me but I didn’t know who he was made it worse.
“W-who are you?” I blurted out after my heart nearly split my sternum and lept out of my chest. He flicked on the lights and the waiting room was fully lit up, revealing the person who had startled me so badly. To my surprise he seemed normal. I know that’s weird to say, but he seemed just so average. Average height, build everything. His hair was combed nicely and he had a big smile on his face.
“I’m Wilson! Your new security guard.” He waved at me happily. I let my jaw drop a little at that. Not to throw shade at Wilson, because he’s such an absolute sweetheart, but he does not strike me as any kind of security guard. The only thing he had on that showed him to be a security guard was the vest that said security on it that he wears. I was also shocked that he had been hired so quickly! It had taken less than two days for Dr. Harrison to hire him.
“H-how long have you been here?” I asked him, as I started to calm down and walked over to my reception desk. I was always the first one here and I usually arrived pretty early in the morning, so to be beaten here was an absolute shock to me.
“Oh, I just arrived a couple of minutes ago actually! Sorry for locking the door, I had orders from Dr. Harrison to lock it after I entered,” he told me as he followed me over to my desk. That made sense to me. If he was going to be our security it made sense for him to arrive first now. As I started getting my things ready, I watched as Wilson took his post by the front door. He stood so still I swore he would make a perfect King’s guard.
I slowly got to work on some paperwork as I waited for the hours to tick down to when Dr. Harrison and Rachael would arrive. Rachael was the first of the duo to arrive, rushing past the line of people who were already queuing for their appointments. She mumbled to herself as she dusted herself off and looked over at Wilson without even getting a slight startle from him.
“Hey fatty,” she called out to me as she walked up to my desk. I didn’t even bat an eye at her as I flipped through the final few sheets of paperwork that I had. When she noticed that I wasn’t paying any attention to her, she walked up to me and slapped her hands down on the desk to get my attention.
“Oh Rachel, I didn’t hear you come in,” I told her with a smile. The pissed-off look on her face was the most rewarding sensation I can get. “How can I help you, sweetie?” I asked her with a smile, sliding a bowl of candy close to her to tempt her. She looked at it with disgust and at me with even more.
“Keep an eye on Wilson. If he starts doing anything weird, hand him off to Dr. Harrison. Understand? Get that through your thick twinky filled skull?” She tapped my forehead for emphasis. I swatted her hand away and nodded at her. I chanced a peep over at Wilson and noticed that he was looking at the two of us. I smiled and waved at him and he did the same.
“I’ll be sure to keep you informed, Rachael. Oh by the way, when did you want me to schedule that operation for you?” I asked her, pulling some papers from underneath my desk. She looked at me with confusion.
“What operation?” She asked, to which I smiled devilishly.
“The one to get that stick out of your ass,” I said with a little giggle. She tsked in anger and stormed off to get ready for the day's surgery. Leaving me to giggle and continue with my paperwork. About half an hour later, Dr. Harrison arrived also being hounded by the waiting patients. He sighed and looked over at Wilson with a smile and tussled his hair like an approving father.
“Hello, Dr. Harrison.” I waved at him as he approached. He flashed me a perfect toothy grin and came up to the desk. “You’ve got another busy day ahead of you, huh?” I asked him as I handed him a stack of papers and clipboards. He took one look at them and sighed as he took his glasses off and rubbed his eyes.
“It’s never-ending,” he said with a sigh as he accepted the giant stack of forms and clipboards from me. He glanced over towards Wilson and then back at me. “Rachael told you to keep an eye on him, correct?” he asked me as he struggled with his mountain of paperwork.
“Mhm,” I told him, just adding to the pile like a giant Jenga tower. “I’ll be sure to inform you, sir,” I told him as I finally finished giving him everything. He sighed and looked back over at Wilson.
“Wilson, help me carry this shit.” He ordered the security guard. He nodded quickly and walked over, taking half the stack of papers from him and helping him carry them to the back operating rooms and consultation rooms. After Wilson returned I nodded at him and he opened the floodgates to allow everyone in. I braced myself for a long day as I started listening to what the patients wanted and what they needed.
“What do you mean in six months?! I need this surgery now! Can’t you fucking see that you fucking cow?!” A woman screamed at me, tapping her manicured fingers on her clipboard for emphasis. I watched her and waited for her to finish so I could explain it to her.
“Ma’am, Dr. Harrison is completely booked for the next six months. Now if someone cancels, there may be an opening, but for the foreseeable future I can only get you an appointment in six months.” I told her again, but she just completely refused to listen to me.
“Get rid of someone’s appointment then! How is it that these ugly fuckers can get ahead of me?!” She screamed at me, getting some spit on my face.
“Because they made an appointment before you, ma’am,” I told her, struggling to keep my composure. “Once again, I can schedule you for a visit in six months. Or you can wait and have it take even longer.” I pulled out the application for her and when I looked back at her, she was lunging at me to strangle me. She grabbed me by the throat and was about to start squeezing when she was suddenly yanked away from me.
I coughed in surprise and looked over to see that Wilson had grabbed the lady and was effortlessly dragging her away and toward the entrance. She was screaming and kicking and throwing every kind of obscenity my way. Wilson leaned down and grabbed her by the hair and by her clothes and tossed her out like they do in cartoons. I was stunned at how strong he was, and what he had done to that woman, seemed to calm the other patients down as they came back up to me to continue with their paperwork and questions.
At around noon I leaned back and gave myself a good stretch that popped a few joints and fixed my back. It was almost my lunch time and I looked over to see how much longer it would be. As I did I heard something skitter away and the lost and found box tipped over. I rolled my chair over towards it in complete confusion and saw that a few more items were missing.
“What the hell?” I wondered aloud, before picking and placing things back into the box. I rolled back over to my desk and decided to keep more of an eye on the box. When I turned back out to look at the lobby I was shocked to see Wilson staring silently at me.
“Is something wrong?” he asked me after I had jumped a foot out of my chair in surprise at seeing him standing there.
“No, no, everything is okay, thank you Wilson. And thank you for dealing with that woman.” He smiled at me and nodded before going back over to his post. At this point, most of the patients had been dealt with and I was doing some more paperwork. Mostly just filling in a few items and signing off on some things.
“Hey, Maggie, it’s your lunchtime,” Dr. Harrison said as he stuck his head into my reception area.” I looked over at him and smiled in excitement. Standing up from my chair and stretching some more again.
“Can I get you anything while I’m gone, sir?” I asked him. He looked over at the old antique phone mounted on the wall. Still waiting for it to ring but with no luck. He sighed and pulled down his surgical mask before shaking his head.
“Just the usual coffee is fine. How is Wilson? Anything strange?” he asked me as he entered the reception area completely and pulled off his surgical gloves. I looked back over at our silent guardian.
“Well, there was a woman who tried to choke me out, he grabbed her and tossed her out,” I told him, mimicking how Wilson had thrown the woman out of the waiting room. Dr. Harrison looked over at Wilson for a moment and then nodded.
“Alright. Well, I’ll have him watch your desk while you’re out.” I nodded as I grabbed my purse and phone. “Oh, one more thing. Has Rachael been making fun of you?” he asked me, which got my attention and stopped me from finishing my packing up. Rachael had always made fun of me for my weight, but like I’ve said before I’ve always been comfortab...
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