On my first day in the MICU, we moved all 18 patients 1/4 mile to a brand new building. I happened to be on call (joy) that day. The move went very smoothly and we sat back and waited for the first admit to the "Big Peter" as our attending called it. We didn't have to wait long to get one and the attending actually yelled at the ER attending on the phone, "you are not sending us a f$cking GI bleed as the first admission ever to the Big Peter!" Turns out he was right, it wasn't a GI bleed. It was a coagulopathic ESLD guy who swallowed about 3 units of blood from - get this - epistaxis. That's right...first admission to our shiny new, 12th floor, city, river and mountain view ICU was a frickin' nosebleed! On the upside, I will live in infamy as the first resident to do a d/c summary dictation for a pt. in the Big Peter.
It's been pretty much downhill since then but I'm still having a good-ish time.
BE (now PE)