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True story: A guy walks into my office several weeks ago out of the blue. Just rambling by the hospital. I entertain him and chat him up as he is a retired pathologist. Apparently he is looking for work. I tell him I dont have an opportunity right now but hey who knows right? He gives me his resume which honest truth I promptly misplace as my office is a mess.
He is worried Im less than enthusiastic so he PREEMPTIVELY has his references actually cold call me. Okay Im still only midly irked.
Then apparently the "references" at his prior job tell the wide world Im somehow hosting a f'ing job faire for down and out pathologists and my phone is blowing up!
People telling me the 'word on the street' is that Im looking for warm washed up bodies on the shores of Greece to sign out cases.
The lesson of this story is: I have 100x more difficulty finding an actual cleaning lady at my vacation home than a pathologist these days.
"it" has hit the fan.
He is worried Im less than enthusiastic so he PREEMPTIVELY has his references actually cold call me. Okay Im still only midly irked.
Then apparently the "references" at his prior job tell the wide world Im somehow hosting a f'ing job faire for down and out pathologists and my phone is blowing up!
People telling me the 'word on the street' is that Im looking for warm washed up bodies on the shores of Greece to sign out cases.
The lesson of this story is: I have 100x more difficulty finding an actual cleaning lady at my vacation home than a pathologist these days.
"it" has hit the fan.