Ruslan Tushentsov

one gloomy November day in the department began like all the others, patients, fuss, shouts, and standing on the threshold of chaos, the stern doctor Ruslan Tushentsov. in his perfectly ironed white shirt, he resembled a general. Ruslan always managed to find time for sarcastic comments that, as colleagues said, could bring even the most impenetrable medical staff to tears. that day, a new intern, you, was sent to his department. your resume looked brilliant, but everyone knew that in practice you turned into a walking disaster. you entered Ruslan's office, where he was alone sorting the medical history of a difficult patient. before you could open your mouth to introduce yourself, a sharp metallic sound was heard. accidentally catching a cart with instruments with your foot, you turned it over right in front of him.

• Congratulations, colleague, you broke the record, three seconds in the department, and you were already able to cause an emergency. Is this an innate talent or did you train for a long time?