Sometimes there are things that happen in my day that totally piss me off.
Today is such day. It also tends to make me less articulate and succumb to having the vocabulary of a the average Stokie.
I owe today’s angst to Dr Shithead.
Ok so his name isn’t actually Shithead. But there is nothing quite as fitting. The man is a pediatrician. One wonders how he actually gets along with kids. Apparently he’s created quite a good name for himself in the wards but I would really like to quiz those who say that. The devil is in the detail.
“Waiting for our ship to come but our ship’s not coming back,”
When I first met him, I had no judgement whatsoever. As he began to talk, an unsettled feeling began to form within my tummy. I rarely develop this with people. Well. I guess that makes I’m special. As a CIL group, we have established that.
I kinda Iike my CIL group. We’re all different characters. There’s Hassan who is so obviously the hero of the group. Then there’s Haroon who kinda just goes along with whatever. Always aiming to please even if he thinks otherwise, like in Dr Shithead’s case.
Then there’s quiet Irish Conor . Quite on most occasions but when he forms an opinion he kinda gets all Irish about it. When I say Irish as an adjective, I mean lots of cussing. Heavy, unadulterated beautiful cursing.
He’s also my clinical partner. Tis only fitting.
Then there’s kind Verity. She’s such a sweetheart. There is no other way to describe the tiny darling really. Which reminds me, I need to take pleasure from correcting Dr Melville tomorrow for getting her name wrong and constantly calling her ‘Vicky’.
Then there’s Ayushah. I’m not sure what to make of her. She seems strong, spirited but today I sensed a moment of weakness and dejection. I hope she’s ok. I hope that jackass Dr Shithead doesn’t get to her again. I can’t believe he talked about Islam extremists to her just because she wears a head scarf! Fucking racist.
Anywho. I have much hatred for this man as one who reads this will be able to tell. I hope he gets taken to a fitness to practice meeting and gets struck off. It’ll be a public service to all medical students and the kids he treats.
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On another note, I really need to work on controlling my temper. I have a fierce one and its only succeeded in getting stronger over the years. I’m beginning to lose patience for lots of things and because I’m generally quite amicable, when I do actually lose it, it stings a lot more. What people don’t realize is that I’m actually extremely forgiving. Or maybe they do realize and take complete advantage of it. In which case, I won’t actually have patience for folks even more.
The thing is, I have a few people in my life I consider worth investing emotion in. Or rather, people who could actually benefit from my time. I know, it sounds bloody arrogant. But the number of times I’ve been hurt,well its sufficient to say I know how to be thick skinned when situations call for it. There simply isn’t time for much ill resentment in life.
How hypocritical am I to say that when I’ve just bitched about my paedo tutor? Heh.
Anywho, basic thing is, if you’re dear to me, you will hear from me quite often. If I make you a close friend and welcome you to my inner circle, it means I like and think quite highly of you.
Appreciate or sod off.
