And they say I'M BLONDE? Come on, really!
Went on a date with someone for the first time and it turned into an interview about what veterinary school is like, and what vets do. Now, I don't expect the public to understand the particulars, but you'd think a human surgeon would at least have a clue.
But to not know that veterinary school is a medical school? Hello, we do surgery!
Boy has clearly been living under a rock. No, I take that back; under a surgery table. Sheesh.
To say the least there will be no more dates with THAT one.
ha!
I am a little put out with people thinking that veterinarians are all touchy feely and that all we do is pet puppies all day long. We do what meds do, even more so; at least their patients can at times tell them what is wrong. We get paid less and our schooling is harder (we have way more than one specific type of primate to work with!). People expect us to work miracles and be specialists in any animal we come across; and then act surprised when we say the schooling is hard. Oh brother is it hard, harder than anything I have ever done in my whole life. Try smashing your head against a stone wall, because you WANT to, and then tell everyone you LIKE it; and because you want what is on the other side of the wall, you will ritualistically smash your head against that wall every single day because you believe in the greater goal of it all. That ladies and gentlemen is vet school.
I think it is going to permanently warp me and make me unable to deal with regular people after a while. I was freaky before! Whew!
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