The trials (only! - tribulation-free since 2011) of a medical student, often in poorly-drawn art form. The 'student doctor' crowd may be able to commiserate; I expect the rest to gain some insight into why the kid in the short white jacket who is 'not quite their doctor' looks so tired.
Updates for Monday and Friday, as possible.
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Conflagration
Match Day was last week tomorrow. Acceptances spread like wildfire in a blaze of mutually-acceptable position paring.
I'm really glad I ended up in that one profession where I don't really have to worry about finding a job, I just get matched in after some interviews and dinners. I imagine this is what the goal must have been in a bunch of communist societies that didn't work.
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