Tuesday, June 5, 2007
Welcome back to high school
For those of you who haven't yet arrived at medical school and are wondering what it is like, just imagine what high school would have been like if everybody was legal drinking age.
Other people, including Audaci, have written about it really well. (Think "Mean Girls" + lots of textbooks = medical school.)
For the main part, I keep out of the cliques. I'm too old, anyway, and have found a group of sane and friendly people. We get along well, support each other, and don't get involved in the silliness.
But seriously, I would like to know who some of these people are trying to impress. I have never before been in a course where girls wear designer clothes to university lectures. Everybody else is in jeans and sensible tops, and they look like they are ready for a day out at the races. All they would need to do is add a fancy hat and they would be right to go.
I wonder if they really know what kind of job they are studying for, or how they will handle having to work and train in the public hospital system for the next seven years at the very minimum.
Sure, some doctors might recognise the designer-wear that they are sporting. Maybe even some patients. Will it impress them? Maybe if they can keep that fancy long-sleeved shirt spotless while disimpacting some old man's bowel, doing an enema or dodging projectile vomited blood. Maybe not.
The main thing I get confused about is where on earth they get the money for these clothes. Every other time I have been at university, we were all strapped for cash, and were happy to be wearing decent, clean clothes. The thought of wearing a $500 dress to university would have seemed (and still does seem) downright mad.
They must get the money from their parents. But what parents would be happy forking out this kind of money for university-wear? What kind of perspective on life are you indoctrinating in little Sally and Johnny when they think this kind of expenditure is normal and justified? I know they are in medical school, but doctors aren't sickeningly rich (for the main part).
And what must people like this think of the rest of us? Or even worse, what will they think of the patients they have to spend their days and nights helping? How will you deal with the homeless person who wears six layers of clothes to keep warm and hasn't taken any of them off in months, all while you are wearing an outfit that is worth more money than this person has seen in their entire life?