Wednesday, October 14, 2009

MySpace-October 5, 2009-The South's Gonna Do It Again!

For the entirity of this block, I have been with a girl named Jenny, who I have deemed 'The South' (She's from Arkansas.). Jenny went to vet school at St. George, which I believe is the Ross school for those that didn't make it into Ross. While this is a bold statement, I stand by two things I believe to be true (wether they are or not) 1) People from the Carribean schools are either very good or very, very bad and 2) Missouri takes more 'Rossies' than other vet schools. (I really don't know if that is true or not but it seems like it and Missouri is very money hungry.)

Okay, so anyway, I find Jenny to be essentially useless.
First of all, she's older. That's not generally a problem. She wears too much make-up. I guess that's a personal choice but the fact that we are now on theriogenology and spent the day outside palpating and working cows, I think now, make-up isn't needed.

When on oncology, I know some of the clinicians complained about her-about the SOAPs she wrote (one resident said she was going to send emails to some of us about the SOAPs w wrote. I never got one!) Jenny also struggled with writting prescriptions for chemo which in addition to drawing blood was one of the few tasks we had. If this had been her first rotation, that would be fine. BUT she's been through surgery AND medicine. She shouldn't have a problem doing anything any more. AND she was always late (maybe on time but too late to help us and to barely get her own things done) and didn't seem to care to take care of the grayhounds much.

These last two things carried over to ophthomology. AND she always had coffee in her hand. I don't know where she got this coffee, or more importantly when she had time to get said coffee. I was there early and always busy. I didn't have time to get coffee! Then she complained about having to come in one morning for a work up on a cateract case. Yeah, it sucked but 6:30 isn't really all that early. Collectively, Rachel and I had been in much, much earlier, much more often. She always had less cases than Rachel or I and because she often wasn't around was deemed to be the 'ninja'. There are lots of ninjas at school! There were lots of times that I would find her out in the lobby randomly talking to strangers or to Sarah the cashier. That's find, but sometimes I need some help. And she wasn't around.

So now that we are on theriogenology. Jenny still hasn't put down the coffee. Friday, as we were getting ready to go, our patient had to be assigned to someone. Because I was the only one going to be around on Saturday, I had to be the student. Rachel had already arranged to make plans but Jenny had decided that now would be a good opportunity to go to Arkansas to file a restraining order against her ex-boyfriend. What drama!!!! Always drama with her! Sunday, she got called in on emergency and did a surgery. She wasn't here this morning to help with the cow this morning. Anyway, we had another surgery on my patient. Jenny was still the emergency student and she had to be there even though she had agreed to let me go to surgery. She was mad that she had to change back into her scrubs. Whatever. Then today, I had told everyone to meet me at school at 7. Even though we didn't have as much to do with the alpaca, I hadn't told anyone any different. I was running late and Rachel even later. Then Jenny strools in at 7:30 with her coffee and asks what she should do. Doesn't put her coveralls on, didn't put her boots on. Was still holding her coffee. Essentially, she was asking because she had to. Not because she was actually interested in doing anything. Then today, we were at the farm and the entire time she was wearing these fancy sunglasses looking all well, dumb. And in the end didn't want to help much. Rachel was trying to help push up cows and record, while I ran the head catch. Jenny moved a gate. Which while important, could have also been done if she was recording.

Additionally, in addition to being useless, I find Jenny to be stupid. I once heard her telling a visiting student from NC that also had a strong Southern accent, that when people heard her accent they automatically deduct 100 IQ points. I wanted to tell her that they don't deduct them because of the accent but because she actually is that stupid.

I think we have the next block together. Hopefully, we get separated because another block with her, I might punch her. Today, I said something vaguely mean as I was scrubbing boots (Rachel was doing laundry.) and of course, she was right behind her. I don't think it was too mean, I think it was sort of quiet and well, it probably was true.

She just really, really frustrates me.


[EDIT-Originally posted to Blogger on 10/16/11.]

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