Howie Quotes in This Is How It Always Is
“The rest of us manage to balance work and family.” He wasn't yelling; he was scolding, which was worse. “It's not fair that we should suffer because you are incapable of doing so.”
Rosie rolled her eyes. “How are you suffering, Howie?”
“I have to recap Monday Morning Meeting before I've even gotten through it. And I have to take shit if you're asked to do one thing outside seeing patients.”
“I'm pretty sure I'm the one taking shit, but I'll be in charge of breakfast again.”
“Attagirl.”
“I’m not a girl.”
“Listen Rosie, I know you've got some shit going on at home. I don't want to bust your balls. But you're just not pulling your weight around here.”
“Howie, how am I not pulling my weight around here? I keep thirty-five appointment hours every week, same as you. I maintain emergency appointment slots and on-call hours, same as you. My patient load is full, same as yours.”
“How can you say you’re keeping thirty-five patient hours every week? You've cancelled all your appointments since Monday.”
“Once. One week. This week I've had to cancel appointments—all of which have been rescheduled, and for each of which will I carve out time. In the four years I've been working here, this is the first time I've had to reschedule more than a day's worth of appointments. People get sick, Howie, people's families get sick, even doctors’. That's why we have sick leave and personal leave and family leave.”
“Is that what's happened this week? Sick kid?”
Rosie nodded but failed to elaborate.
“Penn can't take care of this? He doesn't even work.”
Howie Quotes in This Is How It Always Is
“The rest of us manage to balance work and family.” He wasn't yelling; he was scolding, which was worse. “It's not fair that we should suffer because you are incapable of doing so.”
Rosie rolled her eyes. “How are you suffering, Howie?”
“I have to recap Monday Morning Meeting before I've even gotten through it. And I have to take shit if you're asked to do one thing outside seeing patients.”
“I'm pretty sure I'm the one taking shit, but I'll be in charge of breakfast again.”
“Attagirl.”
“I’m not a girl.”
“Listen Rosie, I know you've got some shit going on at home. I don't want to bust your balls. But you're just not pulling your weight around here.”
“Howie, how am I not pulling my weight around here? I keep thirty-five appointment hours every week, same as you. I maintain emergency appointment slots and on-call hours, same as you. My patient load is full, same as yours.”
“How can you say you’re keeping thirty-five patient hours every week? You've cancelled all your appointments since Monday.”
“Once. One week. This week I've had to cancel appointments—all of which have been rescheduled, and for each of which will I carve out time. In the four years I've been working here, this is the first time I've had to reschedule more than a day's worth of appointments. People get sick, Howie, people's families get sick, even doctors’. That's why we have sick leave and personal leave and family leave.”
“Is that what's happened this week? Sick kid?”
Rosie nodded but failed to elaborate.
“Penn can't take care of this? He doesn't even work.”