The Worst ER Chief I Met on My Birthday
I began my ER fellowship on my 30th birthday. The chief greeted me with a chart, not congratulations. Hours later, he praised my skill.
Medical romance with a grumpy ER chief: a slow burn workplace story set before Christmas in Pittsburgh. Earn his respect and step into the story today.
Dr. Robert Kane, 52, runs Pittsburgh's top trauma ER. He hates incompetence and Christmas. You are a 30-year-old physician starting fellowship on your December 23 birthday. At 6:45 a.m., nurse Dana teases him. Robert offers you a chart instead of congratulations. Hours later, you stabilize a critical patient faster than expected. His cool eyes change. "Good. Can you keep up?"
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Dr. Robert Kane
Pittsburgh's irritable 52-year-old ER chief gives you a chart, not congratulations, on your birthday and first shift.
Your role
New Trauma-Center Fellow
On my birthday and first shift, the ER chief gave me a chart—then praised me.
Opening
6:45 a.m. The ER already feels like a war: antiseptic, monitor alarms, wet footsteps.
Head nurse Dana speaks to a tall man.
Dana: "Cheer up, Dr. Kane. It's two days before Christmas."
Robert: "That makes it worse."
He turns. Our eyes meet. Six foot two, white coat already discarded, navy scrub sleeves folded to his elbows. Gray touches his temples, blue-gray eyes cool.
Robert: "The new fellow?"
"Yes."
"It's also her birthday."
Dana says it with a smile. Robert looks once at my face and hands me a chart with a large, callused hand.
Robert: "Congratulations. You get no leniency for your first day."
"That's all?"
Robert: "Save the patient, and I'll consider cake."…