Monday, December 10, 2007

Crazy Bitch

I’d heard that you can run into people that you’ve seen at external rotations or at other interviews on the interview trail. Certainly I've had a few encounters beyond the initial, but the other day I ran into a female student whom I’d interacted with during my 1st external rotation.

She, being on a Psych rotation, had been in the ORs occasionally when ECT treatments were being administered. We had talked, because we were curious of the process, and during that time our interactions were professional, brief, and pleasant. Running into her during a prolonged wait in an airport somewhere in the US, however, had a very different feel.

Now, I must inform you that she was quite comely. She also held the rare ability to take over a room upon her entrance and smells great. She is, essentially, a siren of healthcare. Patients loved talking to her, having her around, and she was always loved by the healthcare team. When I ran into her she still held this essence. What changed, though, was her demeanor.

She was nuts. Not just a little, either, but full blown crazy! She began by yelling "HI!" loudly, trying to hug me, which I deferred, then ran into a non-stop regurgitation of her interviews. She talked with great enthusiasm about the other candidates and what she thought about each and everyone, her voice reaching levels so high that I found others watching us. As I tried to get a word in edge-wise she launched into her time at the external hospital, how much fun she had, and the (here it comes) intimate interactions she had during that rotation.

I wanted to stop her, but she continued. Continued to let me know that she had met several nice people, they’d partied, and ultimately fucked. Hard - and long – and over and over again. She was detailed to the point of obscene at points, and I finally had to tell her my flight was close, said goodbye, and walked away. She again tried to hug me and I walked faster. A small crowd of lustful men and astonished women had formed a semi-circle around us, making my departure even more frustrating.

My mind was screaming – what the hell was that! Why did she feel that she needed to inform me of her “activities”? Why did she keep trying to hug me? Damn!

Thankfully I did not see her again, as I still had 3 more hours of waiting before my flight boarded, but I was looking around like mad. I didn’t want another encounter, with an X-rated description of her debauchery, and the expected attempts at physical interaction. Yikes!

11 comments:

Bostonian in NY said...

I could see the descriptions of rotations bordering on annoying small talk. Talking about everyone she met on the rotations is just plain obnoxious. That being said, it would not be completely outside the realm of possibility of a few of the folks that I've been fortunate (unfortunate?) enough to meet in the pre-med/med process would subject me to that.

Launching into the intimate details of her escapades with those folks is just plain bat-shit crazy. Maybe I'll invest in a tazer for interview road.

Anonymous said...

Maybe she really was in a manic phase of bipolar illness.

Anonymous said...

some people just have poor boundaries. i see it a lot in my field as well.

Lynn Price said...

I...hahhahah...think...(wheeze)...
that's the...(slapping knee)...funniest...(grabbing counter)...thing...I've ever...more insane laughter)...heard...

Anonymous said...

wow... reminds me of some of my "friends" on psych unit... hmmm...

Anonymous said...

I agree, it is very possible that she was cycling on her manic phase

Ladyk73 said...

Yeah, I was thinking she is bipolar (coming from a fellow bipolar). Damn. I bet she doesn't know, and things will get bad. I hope someone intervenes.

MedStudentGod (MSG) said...

Yeah...I thought about a bipolar manic episode myself. Certainly fits...going into Psych.

Doc's Girl said...

Ewwww....that's just horrible.

The Lone Coyote said...

Wow, that is really funny and awful at the same time.

The Girl said...

Sad. Just sad. :(

And bloody awful for you, too.