At morning report today at 8am-9am, something funny happened. My new role model, Dr T, came in. So i quickly moved my bag that was on the seat next to me, and placed them at the seat next to C. So that Dr T wont sit with her! haha....i am pretty possesive! Then, he was trying to find a seat, looked at C, smiled, then looked at the seat next to her with my books and bag, then went to sit somewhere else! sigh. He didnt sit next to me:( Anyway, Brindaa said he looks like George from grey's anat. And once i realsied that, i was so excited.....starting laughing in the middle of this dr meeting. I know....quite bad of me.
What came next was a shocker. at the end of the meeting, i was standing around, holding my neuroanatomy textbook(that i did not read and was about to return it). A random doctor, whom i have never met b4, walks up to me, hits me on the shoulder in disgust for me carrying that textbook. (by the way, he is a respiratory doctor). He says, neuro! all you tell the patients are 1 of 2 things
1. sorry, we can't help you.....you are going to die
2. sorry, we can't help you....you will stay this way
well, that is what doctors of each specialty normally do...they make jokes of other specialties to show that the area they are in is superior to others
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