Maybe... Cristal... or Hemlock?
(Nah, it's just the next four years of your life... just the best, most productive, energetic years of your life... that you'll spend being bitched at by 23-y.o. recent nurse grads who think they're smarter than you... 49 y.o. chronic migraineurs stopping you in the hallway in the ER as you're on your way to do a pre-op and asking if you're their doctor and if they can get some more Dilaudid... sitting in a lap chole that was "emergent" at 3:00 AM because the general surgery schmo can't get any block time when the sun is actually traversing the sky... being interupted by that G7P2 20-year-old during the middle of your epidural schpiel to clarify whether or not, after you put the epidural in, it's okay to smoke in the bathroom since she understands she won't be able to go outside [true story]... being instructed by a junior ED resident on the proper way to intubate a trauma patient... being sabotaged by any of the various assortment of "international" faculty who speak english as their third, maybe fourth, language...)
Hey, look at it this way: the economy is in the sh*tter and you're going to be one of the few gainfully employed, right?
(I'm not bitter. Really. It's almost over.)
-copro