Life in a glove compartment
A miller’s daughter was ordered by the King to spin straw into gold. In her case, the workflow ceased after three days and nights. Surgical pathologists, however, receive never-ending volumes of slides that take hours to examine and report upon. Unlike corporate executives, most pathologists that I have known (regardless of rank) hunker down in windowless cubicles with barely enough space to swing a rat. Hospitals designed forty to fifty years ago simply do not have enough room to accommodate the swelling ranks of physicians, other employees and modern equipment. Amazingly, senior administrators always manage to acquire gleaming, paperless offices, with secretaries gliding serenely about like Helens of Troy.