Paedia-tricks

What's that, you say, another moan from the Burnster?

Wrong!

In your FACE!

So paediatrics is going well so far. Yes, this may have to do with the fact that we got a lie in until 2pm yesterday, or to do with the fact that we only had 4 lectures in total (1 less than the amount we had PER DAY FOR THREE DAYS in O&G) but I like to see it as a sign. Furthermore 3/4 of the lectures were really good, and I did feel sorry for the 4th guy who lectured us at 9am this morning.

Guy, Dr Earlystart perhaps: OK Guys so let's make this interactive
Us: mumblecheesetoastymumble
Earlystart: Who can think of any reasons why children have different physiology to grown-ups
Us: *tumbleweed*
Earlystart: Anyone at all....
...
Earlystart: OK so lets start with the lungs, what's different in the lungs?
Us: *light coughing from the back somewhere*
Earlystart: Does anyone know anything about young lungs?
Us: *blank faces*
Earlystart: Does anyone even know what lungs are?
Us: *blank, if not blanker faces*
Earlystart: Well f**k you then I'm going on to the powerpoint.

OK, so in reality he didn't REALLY say f**k you.

His word lacked the asterixes.

Of course, O&G did TRY to ruin my otherwise happiness and love filled day yesterday when I attempted to hand in my (mostly empty, and optimally coffee stained) log book.

Girl with cool glasses, Glassina McBlind I believe her name was: Sorry you need to get a photocopy of the book
Me: Oh so do I keep the book and give you a photocopy?
McBlind: No we need the real book
Me: Well I don't need a photocopy, I've seen enough of it, it reminds me of the bible, only somehow it is LESS interesting
McBlind: Yes but we need proof you have all the signatures
Me: Well *snort* for one, of COURSE i have all signatures, who do you think I am (I have NO signatures, more or less, but shhh), and for two surely that's the point of you having the book
McBlind: We might lose the book
Me: Isn't that your problem?
McBlind: You're so hot when you make cogent points
Me: Let's do it here, on the photocopier
McBlind: *gets naked*

Sorry I forget how the conversation really ended because the steams of rage have clouded my memories. Certainly there was no blood on my shirt when I came to my senses hours later... well after I'd washed it off that is. Anyway I like to think that at some point she said 'do you own a photocopier' so I could have said 'Own THIS' and sworn at her with my finger in a grown up fashion.

Will I be as chipper after an 8:30 start at Derby tomorrow, well you'll have to wait and see...

P.S. In other news I got my tyres fixed by the aptly named Mr Tyre (this one I didn't even make up!) today and, yes, it cost me £20, and yes, it was cos some LITTLE SHIT had put a nail in my tyre, but the experience was nothing if not pleasant and so I applaud you, Mr Tyre. May you shine like a thousand suns in next years eponymous company awards.