Amber changed “gynecologist” to “daycare”. Immediately, her surroundings changed. Instead of being clinical and medical, the room was brightly colored and decorated like a child’s bedroom. Her clothes had become a colorful daycare uniform. Even the patients that had been waiting had changed. Some had become young children, toddlers, and even babies; presumably, they were the attendees of the daycare. The others had clearly been assigned as the parents of the attendees. Before she could do much more than marvel for a few moments that the app had worked, someone said her name.
“Amber?” Amber looked up. It was her boss, Dr. Long. Dr. Long was still in her doctor outfit, but now had nametag indicating she was the daycare’s resident pediatric nurse. “Since you’re playing on your phone, I assume you have the time to change a couple diapers.”
“That’s not in my job description,” Amber said, suddenly terrified about changing dirty diapers.
“Yes, it is. Your job description mentions that you might be asked to help with some childcare, in addition to secretarial duties. We’ve got a long line of kids that need to be changed and we’re shortstaffed, so you need to step up.” Ignoring Amber’s protests, Dr. Long shoved a baby into Amber’s arms. “He’s only wet, so it won’t be that difficult.”
Reluctantly, Amber walked into a nearby changing room, where she set the baby on the changing station. But there was a problem. She didn’t want to change a diaper. She took out her phone and generated a new sentence.
“The daycare receptionist hates changing babies’ diapers.”
After a moment, she knew what she wanted to change.