Mullberry Whine

poured out before bed

In 1940’s Fashion

…adapted from We Can Do It! by J. Howard Miller for Westinghouse, 1942…

“Did…did you just slap me?!”

I look down at my hand, stopped mid-gesture, at his hand, lying nonchalantly across his lap, then up again at the piercing, pimping eyes of the attending.

“Did you just say that one would use Drug X in the treatment of Disease Y?” comes his incredulous reply.

“Well, yes, in the case of comorbid Disease Z…I’m sorry, but did you just slap my hand?”

His eyes widen menacingly, his thin lips touched by a slight smile, and he shakes his head as one would in the chiding of a small, naughty child.

“We are talking ONLY of Disease Y.  Keep to Disease Y in your answers, please,” he adjusts himself demonstratively in his chair, switches the position of his crossed legs.

“Keep your hands to yourself in our interactions, please.” I lean forward, my voice level.

We begin a staring contest that ends when he bores of me and turns to verbally abuse the resident.

.

A) This would never have happened were I a male medical student.  And B) this will be brought to the attention of the clerkship director, forthwith.

Endocrine Score Card

* Mullberry – 100
* Unbelievably boring endocrine rounds with unfathomably up-tight and often positively unengageable attending – 100

Tie game, but most recent play sent to official for review…

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12 comments on “In 1940’s Fashion

  1. ahyesplans
    September 18, 2012

    … that is so out of line, and honestly, so bizarre. I can’t fathom how a “wrong” answer would warrant a hand slapping.

  2. isandos
    September 18, 2012

    … wow. Just… wow.

  3. Dr. K
    September 18, 2012

    I’d just kick him in the kahunas next time. Nobody touches our Mullberry!

    • mullberrywhine
      September 19, 2012

      Possibly is compensating for tiny kahunas. Actually, pretty sure that’s the case…

  4. ElizabethWolf
    September 18, 2012

    Wow. I can’t think of anything else to say…

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  6. kindredspirit23
    September 19, 2012

    You want the truth, if you had been a male, he might have slapped him too. But, the male would, most likely, have done nothing at all.
    You did good and you are really serious because you said “Forthwith” that’s serious talking!
    Scott

    • mullberrywhine
      September 19, 2012

      I can’t imagine him interacting with a strapping male in that way… But I will most certainly agree that “forthwith” (and I) mean business! 😉

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