Today, while having lunch in the cafeteria, it happened. Three men asked to join the far end of our table and their proximity, combined with their increasingly animated conversation, made eavesdropping inevitable. That, and the fact that “they” were unknowingly talking about “us.”

“They can’t help it,” said the first man. “That’s how they practice medicine in the Emergency Department—fast, fast, fast.” His friend nodded, and with an odd mixture of annoyance and ennui moaned, “The other day they ordered a computed tomography before they had even completed a full physical examination.” “I can’t imagine having to practice medicine like them,” said the third. Their shared dismay seemed to bond them, until an incidental glance in our direction landed on our hospital identification badges, yielding the uncomfortable realization that the “them” they were discussing was, in fact, “us.”

今天，在自助餐厅吃午餐时，事情发生了。三个人被要求加入我们餐桌的尽头，他们之间的距离越来越近，加上他们交谈的气氛越来越热烈，窃听是不可避免的。那，以及“他们”在不知不觉中谈论“我们”的事实。

“他们无能为力，”第一个人说。“这就是他们在急诊室实践医学的方式-快，快，快。” 他的朋友点了点头，然后烦恼和不安地mo吟道：“前几天，他们在完成一次全面的身体检查之前就订购了计算机断层扫描。” 第三个人说：“我无法想象必须像他们一样练习医学。” 他们共同的沮丧似乎将他们束缚在一起，直到偶然的目光落在我们的医院身分证上，使他们不安地意识到，他们所讨论的“他们”实际上是“我们”。