To Be Chief

Chief is a wild thing to be.  Just imagine you were me.  I am white, female, and related, directly, to General George Mayer, who was Chief in Berlin during WWII.  Tanks were his thing, but he was also a masterful doctor.  He was Hitler's private cardiopulmonary surgeon.  They were way ahead of their time.  It was mystical technology, and boy were these boys mystical.  Look at Kevin Costner, George Clooney, and Brad Pitt, and you will know the German reincarnated "rat pack."  George gave me Hitler's personal stethoscope to play with as a child.  The instrument should not have worked.  The round audio ring on the front was missing, but I still found the heartbeat on every patient I had from the age of three.  Before that, they kept me away from heart artistry because I would form a personal relationship with that organ, and it would beat back to me, even to Mozart.  They said I was an arrhythmiatic freak.  Oh well, I will continue to talk to chief, whatever that means to people involved.  Everyone, back away, and know that nothing is as it seems.