It has often been said that there are only two sure things in life...death and taxes. For me, this list is a tad longer if you add the topic of work. It seems that I have worked for as long as I can remember...and there seems to be no end in sight. My work experience has ranged from slinging plates in the local diner, to covering the police and fire beat for a regional newspaper. I have hung and straightened bras and panties in the Kmart dressing room and raised funds to build a new wing for a non-profit hospital.

But no mater where my paycheck derived from, I could be sure there would be lots of gossip and even more drama. There need not be any watercooler present to overhear conversations about who slept with whom...where...and how.

Some of the conversations are amusing and some are heartbreaking. I have listened intently as the intern gushed about the 3-day cruise to Ensenada she was invited to go on with the guy she met on Match.com. I was also her shoulder to cry on when the trip ended in disaster. The most recent real-life tear jerker revolves around a co-worker who recently delivered a baby four months early. All of us are on the edge of our ergonomically-designed office chairs waiting to hear the fate of her very premature son.

Naturally, the coversation often turns to what was on the television the previous night. Who was voted off the island? Which celebrity danced his way to the next round? Will Drek and Meredith really stay together longer than one episode?

I thought back on all of this office fodder when someone recently complained about how unrealistic they thought it was for the characters on my favorite TV drama to wrestle with sticky, emotional and personal topics while doing brain surgery or completing a kidney transplant. My argument: People do that all the time, don't we? How far off the mark is that when we can recap Grey's Anatomy while preparing next week's board packet or balancing this month's advertising budget? Of course, I realize that accounting may not be brain surgery and replacing a kidney is a little more complicated than processing a $10,000 stok transfer. But trust me, for some of the people I have worked with...these tasks are just as difficult for them as surgery is for a physician.

Perhpas that is why, even though we are not surgeons, so many of us can relate to George's anguish over failing his exam by one stinking question. When I was sixteen I failed getting my driver's license the first time by one point! Our hearts break for Alex when his girlfriend goes insane, even though he has been portrayed as a monumental ass for most of the series because, we all have asses in our life for whom we might feel sorry at the first evidence of humanity. How many of our friends or co-workers (or perhaps even ourselves) have had an on-again, off-again relationship like Derek and Meredith? It was easy to empathize with Izzy as she lay depressed and nearly lifeless on the bathroom floor after Denny died. I have felt that pain. I have felt that anguish. I have locked myself in my dorm room when I felt that life was just unbearable.

So I stand by my argument...Grey's Anatomy is more reality than fiction. No, I never saw a prom held in the hopital where I worked last year, but the nurses hosted an amazing baby shower for the pregnant woman who had been hospitalized on bet rest for six months. No, I never witnessed two doctors racing to do the deed in the on-call room, but I heard about the radiology technician who was fired for surfing porn sites at work. I bet anyone with a job can recall at least one dramatic, sad, crazy, sexy or outrageous thing that has happened in the workplace.

What about you? What type of drama have you seen at work that would make a great Grey's Anatomy script? I'd love to read it. Better yet, I'd love to see it acted out on the TV screen.