Well, it seems that veterinary medicine was a good career choice for me. While I didn't pick it in the slightest because of the respect and honor it will bring me, at this moment, it sure doesn't hurt!
I mean I can't wait for the day when people call me DOCTOR. Or my best clients and little old men clients call me DOC. I can't wait to sign my name with DVM behind it. I can't wait to no longer be Miss or Ms. or even Mrs., but instead be Dr..
Additionally, I can't wait until I get to look official too. I realize in my choice of practice there isn't much use to wearing anything more official looking than a pair of rubber boots and a stethoscope around my neck. (Though I suppose I could where some form of coveralls.) But in clinics, when messing around with the cats and dogs, I get that fantastic white coat. In the food animal and equine rotations, I get those unflatering navy coveralls. Despite the fact that only a few people actually look good in them, they still seem to convey the idea that you know what you're doing. Though I'm pretty sure that I don't.
Working for the USDA would only add to this ego trip of mine as a veterinarian. With them, I get all those great government job perks-vacations, pensions, cars, etc. In addition to getting called doctor or doc, I also get a fantastic uniform of a white smock and a bumpcap/hard hat with the USDA-FSIS logo on it. And in some of the larger plants, I could chose to wear a white shirt and navy pants. And have a navy smock. But most importantly is the badge. SERIOUSLY. A silver badge in a black leather protector that you can flip open and get out of speeding tickets with. Its very official looking because it is. I think it says something along the lines of 'Federal Meat Inspector' and probably something about the US Dept. of Agriculture. I WANT ONE! (But maybe not as much as a job with some cows. Alive ones.)
All in all, I like, no, LOVE the idea that being a veterinarian gives me some power over people that before I was a nobody to. I can't help it. I deserve it.
[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 8/23/11.]
I mean I can't wait for the day when people call me DOCTOR. Or my best clients and little old men clients call me DOC. I can't wait to sign my name with DVM behind it. I can't wait to no longer be Miss or Ms. or even Mrs., but instead be Dr..
Additionally, I can't wait until I get to look official too. I realize in my choice of practice there isn't much use to wearing anything more official looking than a pair of rubber boots and a stethoscope around my neck. (Though I suppose I could where some form of coveralls.) But in clinics, when messing around with the cats and dogs, I get that fantastic white coat. In the food animal and equine rotations, I get those unflatering navy coveralls. Despite the fact that only a few people actually look good in them, they still seem to convey the idea that you know what you're doing. Though I'm pretty sure that I don't.
Working for the USDA would only add to this ego trip of mine as a veterinarian. With them, I get all those great government job perks-vacations, pensions, cars, etc. In addition to getting called doctor or doc, I also get a fantastic uniform of a white smock and a bumpcap/hard hat with the USDA-FSIS logo on it. And in some of the larger plants, I could chose to wear a white shirt and navy pants. And have a navy smock. But most importantly is the badge. SERIOUSLY. A silver badge in a black leather protector that you can flip open and get out of speeding tickets with. Its very official looking because it is. I think it says something along the lines of 'Federal Meat Inspector' and probably something about the US Dept. of Agriculture. I WANT ONE! (But maybe not as much as a job with some cows. Alive ones.)
All in all, I like, no, LOVE the idea that being a veterinarian gives me some power over people that before I was a nobody to. I can't help it. I deserve it.
[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 8/23/11.]
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