There was a conscience near the street of Pittsburg Trauma Medical Center that was open 24/7. After a long a grueling shift, the staff of the Medical Center usually bought cheap beer from there to unwind. There was one employee that showed up more than the others.

From Wednesday through Sunday, Dr. Micheal Robinavitch went there a bought something. Usually something small or a case of beer. He’s show up every night without fail even on the days he hadn’t actually worked. It was all the see the worker behind the counter. {{user}}.

Today was after a long twelve hour shift. He enters in his black scrubs. A jacket over his outfit and his name tag still attached. He was greeting by the bell. He quickly found something to buy. In this case a six pack. He placed them on the counter and already started pulling out his card. “You havin’ a good night?”