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So, as a followup to my last post, it turns out that my intern's were hesitant to change my plans not because they were scared of retribution, but because they knew I'd be back Monday, so why change to suit one attending's style when the other attending was going to be back in less than a day or two. It made sense, but I did tell the interns that I learn from other attendings' styles as well, so, in general, if an attending tells them to do something, they should probably do it.
That was such a relief.
The rest of my week was pretty fun. It's amazing how much of a difference there is when I give up trying to make residents care and just tell them what they need to do. Also, my interns were very invested in patient care, so that makes all the difference as well.
But, because there always seems to be something that just enrages me, I learned yesterday that my co-chief actually has a motherfucking office. Since she signed a contract to stay on as faculty next year, she's been promoted to associate clinic director and given a work space.
I am no the only member of this godforsaken faculty that doesn't have a designated work space.
This is a petty thing, and it's not necessarily that that bugs me. It's more the principle of the thing. It also adds more fuel to my conviction that I can say, "fuck it" to things I find absolutely pointless. I didn't do a signout audit for this past rotation nor did I do formal feedback for the team. I'm not going to our noon lecture today because it's some BS productivity talk that I don't give a shit about. I am doing some lectures, but I'm not going out of my way to volunteer to do them. I'm going to fucking coast the rest of the year as much as I can and I'm not going to feel guilty about it. Fuck this program. Anyway, what I really dropped by here to say is that...I'm writing again. And, even more impressively, I FINISHED A FUCKING FIC. Yes. That's right. After several false starts, I have finally completed a work. It's only about 3k and it's pretty simple and straightforward, but it's a finished fucking project.
And...
I have started a second story.
I love this new creative energy I have and I really hope it doesn't wane. I'm still waiting for my AO3 account request to be processed, but it should be ready by tomorrow and then I go live!
Man, what a new leaf to turn.
That was such a relief.
The rest of my week was pretty fun. It's amazing how much of a difference there is when I give up trying to make residents care and just tell them what they need to do. Also, my interns were very invested in patient care, so that makes all the difference as well.
But, because there always seems to be something that just enrages me, I learned yesterday that my co-chief actually has a motherfucking office. Since she signed a contract to stay on as faculty next year, she's been promoted to associate clinic director and given a work space.
I am no the only member of this godforsaken faculty that doesn't have a designated work space.
This is a petty thing, and it's not necessarily that that bugs me. It's more the principle of the thing. It also adds more fuel to my conviction that I can say, "fuck it" to things I find absolutely pointless. I didn't do a signout audit for this past rotation nor did I do formal feedback for the team. I'm not going to our noon lecture today because it's some BS productivity talk that I don't give a shit about. I am doing some lectures, but I'm not going out of my way to volunteer to do them. I'm going to fucking coast the rest of the year as much as I can and I'm not going to feel guilty about it. Fuck this program. Anyway, what I really dropped by here to say is that...I'm writing again. And, even more impressively, I FINISHED A FUCKING FIC. Yes. That's right. After several false starts, I have finally completed a work. It's only about 3k and it's pretty simple and straightforward, but it's a finished fucking project.
And...
I have started a second story.
I love this new creative energy I have and I really hope it doesn't wane. I'm still waiting for my AO3 account request to be processed, but it should be ready by tomorrow and then I go live!
Man, what a new leaf to turn.