On Friday I had an impromptu lunch with a sort-of-acquaintance of mine who majored in political science and dropped into town for a whirlwind day of tourism. There was a little bit of awkwardness because he thought “lunch” meant “lunch, then you showing me around the city”, which – good lord, I felt bad, but not gonna happen.
For starters, I have no idea. He seemed kind of shocked that I didn’t know where a couple of prominent political attractions were – but I knew the 30-block radius! Also, I know where you can shop for clothes, sheet music, and nerdy comic books. If he was interested in any of the above, I maintain I would’ve seemed cool and in-the-know.
Besides that, when would I have had time to have actually walked around the Museum of Factual Politicitude? (Or, I guess more correctly – when would I have had time when I didn’t have to study AND didn’t just feel like lying on my bed and watching The Simpsons?) And closer to the truth, even though it sucks to say it – I had way too much studying to do.
I would like to say “This is what med school has turned me into”, but let’s be honest- I was never going to see that museum. I really want to be the kind of person who will see certain museums – fancy ones with paintings by French people, or sculptures shaped like adverbs – and I can realistically fantasize about that – but even my imagination draws the line at the drier political stuff.
It was strange stepping outside of the med student bubble, though. On one hand, I should probably try to do it more often, on the other hand, if you take away the option of talking about med school, it turns out I only have about 3 strong topics for potential conversation these days. (Luckily, one of them is world politics**, so the poly sci major and I were all set – but still. Embarrassing.)
Saturday was filled with immunology. Man, do I know a lot about T cells. Then some friends and I watched Easy A (this is my favorite clip) and I started writing things like “good lord” and “Museum of Factual Politicitude”. *
And today is going to be pretty relaxed. One of my major goals this week was to finally get a watch. I used to resist the watch idea because I had a perfectly good cell phone, hello – but ever since med school started, I’ve realized it’s looks kind of rude to pull out your cell phone in the middle of small group, clerkship, or lecture. Even if you are just checking the time.
Actually, I guess checking your watch in the middle of those things looks kind of rude, too. But it’s a more professional, refined kind of rude. The kind of rude that says “I’m sorry, I’m just very busy and important. Also, Community is on in an hour and I can’t remember if I set my tivo.”
So, right. I’m going to go buy a watch so I can pretend to be a real adult.