I'VE COME A LONG WAY, BABY
I'm reorganizing my stuff-I know it never happens, but believe that it is happening now. In one of the strata that makes up my room, I came across a note that I wrote during my first internship. It was to my program coordinator. I wrote her to plead that she do something about the pest situation in the call room. I spent the night on call the night before being awoken not only by my pager, but also by ROACHES CRAWLING THROUGH MY HAIR. EWWWW.
It was hard enough pulling 36 hour shifts without having to worry also about creepy crawly shit eaters in my hair. But I guess I knew where I was on the food chain. My call room today is much nicer--almost like a hotel room. My students are amazed when they see it. they are often shoved into rooms with multiple bunk beds. It sounds like fun until someone else's beeper goes off while you are trying to sleep. Of course, I have a theory that the nicer it is, the rarer you get to see it. I haven't been able to see mine in quite some time...
It was hard enough pulling 36 hour shifts without having to worry also about creepy crawly shit eaters in my hair. But I guess I knew where I was on the food chain. My call room today is much nicer--almost like a hotel room. My students are amazed when they see it. they are often shoved into rooms with multiple bunk beds. It sounds like fun until someone else's beeper goes off while you are trying to sleep. Of course, I have a theory that the nicer it is, the rarer you get to see it. I haven't been able to see mine in quite some time...