A few people asked me about the new title. Well obviously, the old one was boring... I planned on changing it eventually, and then I was given the perfect opportunity: A friend of mine who graduated last semester was at a party and decided it would be fun to call me and pass the phone around. Meh, no problem, I don't have an issue talking to strangers... until, at some point, a girl named "Tracy" grabbed the phone. I guess my friend must have left the room, because nobody corrected "Tracy" as she proceeded to ask me what made me want to go to medical school.
For those of you who don't know:
I am not in medical school, nor do I have any desire to go to medical school, or to become a Doctor. At all.
I sort of stuttered along in the conversation for awhile, mostly just completely baffled with this girl, until eventually I managed to blurted out something about not being a doctor. Of course, the next day my friend swears I screamed "I AM NOT A NEUROSURGEON!" And honestly, I might have.
In retrospect though, I sort of enjoyed the whole incident. I think it kind of encapsulates my outlook on life: confused, horrified, and filled with misunderstandings.
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