Everyone freezes. I snap wide awake. Ooh, a cardiac arrest! Surely he'll take some of us poor medical students along, right? Finally, I get to see if it's actually like E.R. or Grey's Anatomy. I grab my stethoscope, close my folder and almost kick some old lady's wheelchair over in my rush to get to the door--
--and Komrade Konsultant turns his pager off, tosses it back into his pocket and turns back to the patient's folder, saying:
"Cardiac arrest? Screw that, I haven't even had my Starbucks yet."
Gives you real faith in the hospital system doesn't it?