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In a nutshell: tired of being an intern.
End of March. PGY1 categorical General Surgery. I'm in a very benign program, so I really have nothing to b*tch about. Nearly everyone around (residents, attendings, nurses) is nice to me. By the end of the day, I actually like my job.
Just tired of being at this position where it's the path of least resistance for all bullcraps. In life, sometimes it's about what you know, sometimes it's about what you did, but a lot of times it's all about who you are. Being an intern means 1) you know very little 2) when something is wrong it's your fault 3) you won't get better until you magically get indefinitely better on July 1st when you turn a PGY-2.
P.S. There's also an old adage: "the most dangerous people in the hospital are the second-year residents".
End of March. PGY1 categorical General Surgery. I'm in a very benign program, so I really have nothing to b*tch about. Nearly everyone around (residents, attendings, nurses) is nice to me. By the end of the day, I actually like my job.
Just tired of being at this position where it's the path of least resistance for all bullcraps. In life, sometimes it's about what you know, sometimes it's about what you did, but a lot of times it's all about who you are. Being an intern means 1) you know very little 2) when something is wrong it's your fault 3) you won't get better until you magically get indefinitely better on July 1st when you turn a PGY-2.
P.S. There's also an old adage: "the most dangerous people in the hospital are the second-year residents".