Musings

So today I thought was going to be totally stressful because I’m not completely flying on my own yet, but it actually rocked my socks. I got taken out to a fancy steak lunch, and only had to ask 2 questions to my “trainer”. She’s really sweet, even if how we became acquaintances was a little bit awkward. I’m considering dermatology now as a specialty. Who knows! It’s very lucrative and ideal for a woman who plans to have kids (not saying I will, just saying it’s a possibility…the kids that is).

And now, to leave you with a sweet taste in your mouth, a medical joke.

Five surgeons from big cities are having a few drinks at an airport lounge one day discussing who makes the best patients to operate on. The first surgeon, from New York, says, “I like to see accountants on my operating table, because when you open them up, everything inside is numbered.” The second, from Chicago, responds, “Yeah, but you should try electricians! Everything inside them is color coded.” The third surgeon, from Dallas, says, “No, I really think librarians are the best, everything inside them is in alphabetical order.” The fourth surgeon, from Los Angeles chimes in, “You know, I like construction workers…those guys always understand when you have a few parts left over.” But the fifth surgeon, from Washington DC, shut them all up when he observed, “You’re all wrong. Politicians are the easiest to operate on. There’s no guts, no heart, no balls, no brains and no spine, and the head and the ass are interchangeable.”