A better view...

The doctor, who was growing impatient with these interruptions, drearily stomped over to Debbi and unceremoniously plucked the thermometer from Debbi's rear. Scribbling the results on her forms, she barked instructions at Debbi while changing her rubber gloves for a fresh pair, "Since we don't have proper equipment here, scoot your rear to the edge of the table and feet up. Let's get this over with."

Debbi only managed a squeak in reply as she gestured to the still open blinds where he feet were pointed. "Can no one in this company do anything on their own? Think!" she exclaimed, gesturing up to the head of the large conference table, that would put Debbi's body parallel to the open blinds. Chastising herself for not thinking of taking a different position, Debbi was relieved that she wouldn't be spreading herself wide for the group of people who were still milling around outside the open window despite Jeff's instructions. An hour earlier, Debbi would have balked at being given a gynecological exam in full view of her team, but after her day so far, any little respite was a welcome relief.

Outside of the conference room, the reaction to the move garnered a different reaction. The Webinar invitation Carol had sent out in Debbi's name was proving very popular. Up until now, the participants had not been getting the clear view that those just outside the room were getting, but this move lined Debbi up perfectly with the wall-mounted webcam that was focused on the table.

[During the End of Year awards season, Debbi graciously accepted the award for "Maximizing Remote Employee Engagement" for her training on "Flexibility in Fulfilling Corporate Mandates". She didn't remember either setting up or giving that training, but Carol assured her it was wonderful and Debbi was not one to turn down accolades. She even followed Carol's advice for her acceptance speech and told everyone they should watch the recording, even though she had never figured out how to do that herself.]

Without any of the banter she normally used in these situations to put the patient at ease, the doctor completed her examination matter-of-factly before removing the gloves and tossing them into the nearby trashcan. Debbi was mostly numb at this point as she watched her juices glisten on the glove that now lay draped over the side of the can where the doctor's aim was off. She was only snapped out of it by the doctor tossing her a cloth, "Clean up, now. We only have one more thing to get done and this will be all over." She had barely finished those words before she smirked when she turned the last page on the clipboard and saw the final exam instructions.