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Okay, so took Step II CS a couple weeks ago (yes, I put it off as long as I possibly could) and blah. What a waste of time and money. I have no idea what that test could possibly measure other than to (questionably) flag some FMG's who can't speak english well enough to communicate with a patient. Having said that, I probably failed the damn thing.
The center staff were nice, professional, and courteous, and the test overall ran very well. There's a Quality Inn near the test center that's cheap and clean.
But the memorable part of the day came after the exam was over....
So the candidate behind me was a friendly chap from a big Midwest school, and since we were following each other the whole exam we chatted a bit, and ended up exchanging phone numbers since we're both going into the same specialty (surgery) at nearby institutions. After the test was over, he offered to give me a ride back to the hotel since I was going to call a cab. I declined, but then he blushed and stammered that he'd been trying to work up the nerve to ask me to go get a drink after the test.
Well, shy guys just melt me, so even though I wasn't all that attracted, I agreed to go to the bar next door for a celebratory quaff. He kept hinting that he wanted to stay for a few more, but I was tired and, after all, I didn't want to lead the poor guy on too much. I paid for my drink, and then we headed out for the (five minute) drive to the hotel.
And this is when shy boy suddenly remembers that he's a surgeon, dammit, and he's going to hook up with me come hell or high water. He started getting insistent about coming up to my hotel room, and when I said no he told me that he'd just take me to his hotel instead. I was starting to get a little (okay, a lot) freaked out at this point, and when we got to my hotel I jumped out of the car pretty quick. And then the guy GRABBED me and put me in a HEADLOCK while trying to kiss me.
The hotel manager strolled out of the lobby just then, and I wriggled free and made a dash for the safety of the lobby (pausing just long enough to warn my disappointed chauffeur that if he came in after me I would call the police).
The best part of the whole story is that this nutjob has called me at least a dozen times since then, all of which go straight to voicemail. And this guy is going to be a colleague! They walk among us, boys and girls.....
(And yes, I know this doesn't go anywhere to abolishing the stereotype of the surgeon mentality.... 🙄 )
The center staff were nice, professional, and courteous, and the test overall ran very well. There's a Quality Inn near the test center that's cheap and clean.
But the memorable part of the day came after the exam was over....
So the candidate behind me was a friendly chap from a big Midwest school, and since we were following each other the whole exam we chatted a bit, and ended up exchanging phone numbers since we're both going into the same specialty (surgery) at nearby institutions. After the test was over, he offered to give me a ride back to the hotel since I was going to call a cab. I declined, but then he blushed and stammered that he'd been trying to work up the nerve to ask me to go get a drink after the test.
Well, shy guys just melt me, so even though I wasn't all that attracted, I agreed to go to the bar next door for a celebratory quaff. He kept hinting that he wanted to stay for a few more, but I was tired and, after all, I didn't want to lead the poor guy on too much. I paid for my drink, and then we headed out for the (five minute) drive to the hotel.
And this is when shy boy suddenly remembers that he's a surgeon, dammit, and he's going to hook up with me come hell or high water. He started getting insistent about coming up to my hotel room, and when I said no he told me that he'd just take me to his hotel instead. I was starting to get a little (okay, a lot) freaked out at this point, and when we got to my hotel I jumped out of the car pretty quick. And then the guy GRABBED me and put me in a HEADLOCK while trying to kiss me.
The hotel manager strolled out of the lobby just then, and I wriggled free and made a dash for the safety of the lobby (pausing just long enough to warn my disappointed chauffeur that if he came in after me I would call the police). The best part of the whole story is that this nutjob has called me at least a dozen times since then, all of which go straight to voicemail. And this guy is going to be a colleague! They walk among us, boys and girls.....
(And yes, I know this doesn't go anywhere to abolishing the stereotype of the surgeon mentality.... 🙄 )
