And I was so excited too. But you see, what I’m fighting for here are the numbers. I want our future physicians to have the numbers first and foremost. Anything else is just icing on the cake. I hate this whole mentality of we’ll-let-subpar-numbers-slide-because-they-did-all-this-other-stuff-or-had- a-lot-of-shit-going-on. I’m sorry, but I had a whole lot of shit going on when I was an undergrad and I didn’t screw up my numbers. So why should anyone else get away with such a dumb excuse? If you were really smart, you would be able to deal with a lot of shit and not screw up your grades. But I digress. That issue is another post for another day.
In this case, I really wanted to strike some cocky bastard down. Knock him/her down a peg or two…or ten. But I didn’t get to do that because my victim was neither cocky nor lacking in numbers. Nope. In fact, quite the opposite. I couldn’t find anything wrong with them at all.
And yet it was still so hard to write the report. As much as I joke about what I would do once I had someone’s life in my hands, when it actually did happen, I couldn’t help but take it seriously. One misinterpreted word on my report and my interviewee could be screwed even if I didn’t mean it that way. So instead of it taking forever for me to write my abstract (on nonexistent data) for an upcoming retreat, it took me forever to craft this interview evaluation.
Sad, really. Give me someone I can ream next time! Please! I don’t want to go soft now.
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