Act I (Last Week)
E-mail From Course Director: Hi! You all need to write an essay on your clinical preceptor’s medical practice. It’s due on Monday – email it to your preceptor!
Entire Class: Damnit.
My Clinical Preceptor: Why are you guys asking me all these questions?
Classmates: … because we have to write a paper about it.
My Clinical Preceptor: Sounds boring.
Entire Class: *complains about paper*
Me: … Seriously, am I the only slacker who’s realized that, for some reason, none of our preceptors are even aware of this assignment? Ten-to-one odds mine won’t even bother opening the attachment.
Me: *writes entire paper off of top of head, without proof-reading, in 15 minutes*
*it is terrible and makes no sense*
Two minutes later
Clinical Preceptor: Nice paper.
Act II (Today)
Small Group Preceptor: Next week, we’ll discuss your papers!
Me: Oh, okay. Should I send you a copy?
Small Group Preceptor: … It was due on Monday.
Me: Yeah. So should I send you a – wait a minute. *horrible, dawning realization*
Small Group Preceptor: … ?
Me: … So when they said, “preceptor”, they meant – DAMNIT.
(I’d like to rewrite this to make the theme come out clearer. But I can’t decide whether the moral is “‘Preceptor’ is a stupidly overused word”, “Karma is a bitch”, or “AP can’t read”, so… nope.)
haha, yes, preceptor is way overused. It’s also a word that did not exist in my life until medical school.
I love this post! We just had a similar experience at my school…
Oh crap. Totally the course director’s fault.