You ask Julian to get the X-ray technician for an urgent film. Julian leaves.

You wait ... You fiddle with the tracheal tube ... You wait some more.

Finally Julian bursts through the door, not with a radiographer but with Dr. Smug B'Stard, your all time least favourite staff doctor.

'Don't thank me', fusses Julian, 'Dr. B'Stard has kindly offered to cover for you while you go on that Paediatric Trauma Study Day. You quite obviously NEED to be on it.'

'Off you go then', oozes B'Stard, 'is that tube in by the way?'