So, Pat came in today. As usual, wearing a navy suit, this time with a red blouse instead of a red scarf, always showing neck, never showing cleavage. I sez, “Pat, how the hell are you”? She says, “Jim, good to see you”, and turned to continue talking with my boss. Unfortunately, I had been assembling some equipment for an event in another room when she arrived, so she was already talking business when I came back to my desk 5 minutes later. Yes, I am the master if timing. 
But I persevere. A few minutes later, I say,
“I sent you some email about biking. Take a look”.
“I haven’t seen my email for 2 weeks. Here, let me give you another address”, and she writes out one and gives it to me.
I say, “Are you interested in getting out on a bike”?
“I haven’t been out yet this year”.
“Well, are you interested”?
“I’m not interested in ANYTHING in May”?
“May”?
“May is osteoporosis month. I’m over committed”.
I also knew, as of a few weeks ago, that she was only committed to staying at the hospital until the end of May, so I say,
“What’s the deal? Are you going to be here in June”?
She’s in an unusual situation. The hospital hired her to establish this clinic, and then the insurance company that is in partnership with the hospital declined to extend their coverage to treatment by this specialized “women’s midlife” clinic. So everybody who came there had to pay 100% out of pocket, or be funded out of a state indigent program. Pat’s not pissed at US, the people working around her, but at the HR reps and the executives who couldn’t (or wouldn’t) back up their assurances of full suport in building a practice.
So she says, “I’m working full-time plus now”(because of this other clinic she’s at the rest of the week). “I want to keep the classes going” (the night course she teaches about every quarter). “But I wanna be out of the clinic”. My boss is supporting her in this, wants to keep her as a teacher. As a clinician, Pat is not in my boss’s chain of command, only as an educator.
So I say, “We’ll miss you”.
“I gave you my other email address”.
“Are you going to maintain an address here”?
“I don’t know how to check it from home”.
“Oh, that’s easy. Do you want to put in a work order for it”?
“No”.
I laughed and said, “I knew you were going to say that”.
She laughed and said, “If I have two email addresses, I have to read twice as much email”. Then she got a phone call that sounded as it was going to be a while.
And that’s pretty much how it ended. I made the invitation, she deferred but didn’t reject. It’s understandable given the stresses she’s under.
I declare a success! Just like Bill Clinton in the '92 primaries!

