Mrs. Grumpy had a meeting tonight, so I had to feed the kids. Fortunately for me, a Big Pharma, Inc. drug rep brought lunch today to the office, and there were a lot of leftovers.
So as I was leaving this afternoon I grabbed a big bag out of the cabinet (with the Big Pharma, Inc. logo on it), tossed the leftovers into it, and headed out.
As I was passing a cardiologist's office on my way to the elevator, a pretty female rep I'd never seen before, wearing a Big Pharma, Inc. name tag, came out of his office. We made eye contact, and I nodded, smiled, and continued on my way.
Only to be stopped after another few steps by her saying loudly, "Oh MY GOD! What are you doing?"
I turned around to find Ms. Prettyrep looking at me, horrified, with her jaw agape. "Excuse me?" I said.
Ms. Prettyrep: "Are you taking food from a doctor's office?"
Dr. Grumpy: "Um, yeah, is that okay?"
Ms. Prettyrep: "NO! It's rude! It's unacceptable and inappropriate! And look at the way you're dressed!" (I tend to be on the casual side) "No name tag!. What are the corporate people teaching you new reps, anyway?"
Before I could answer she went on: "I'm sorry. I suppose this isn't your fault. The training people must be slacking off." She offered me her hand. "You must be new. I'm Stacey, from our cardiology marketing division here".
I shook her hand. "I'm Dr. Grumpy, from the neurology division down the hall."
Stacey from the cardiology marketing division looked even more horrified now then she had a minute ago. After a few stuttering attempts at saying something she answered her cell phone (which hadn't rung), mumbled "nice to meet you" and ran into the stairwell.