Saturday, January 24, 2009

Pimped

After travelling to New York, Chicago, Baltimore, and Pennsylvania this month for interviews I am feeling a little like a travelling salesperson in trying to sell myself, and quite frankly I’m sick of the product. I won’t complain about having to pack for 2 months of clinical rotations in Florida. Of course I’m excited about the weather, but I am more relieved that I will be living in one place for 2 full months, and not travelling back and forth between Windsor and Detroit or any other city for that matter.

I wanted to write about my last interview experience. First let me preview it with some advice I was given during the hospital tour by a resident recounting his interview experience from the same director:


“oh yeah its really laid back, he ends of talking more than asking you questions.”


My mind was prepared for my regular pitch while entering the interview room, and I was put at ease as we bantered about the surrounding Eastern European population of the area. As the conversational questioning ensued (from both sides) things made a turn for the unexpected.


I got pimped.


Like really pimped.


Like “surgery rotation” pimped.


I was given two different clinical scenarios on the work up of anaemia (oh yes I got one for microcytic and macrocytic), what I would look for in the labs, what I would see on a peripheral blood smear……the pathway of B12 absorption in the gut…..most likely and other causes of microcytic anaemia (TICS* saved me)…..what populations are more susceptible to it….


Thankfully my memory was functional and intact. It would have been inappropriate for me to jump up and yell 'Eat it!' but that's what I was saying in my head while I smiled graciously and expressed my pleasure in meeting him.


And when I left the interview room to sit with the other candidates I learned no one else had been pimped….WTF


*TICS = Thalassemias, Iron deficiency, anemia of Chronic disease, Sideroblastic

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Discrimination is alive and well in the good ol' US of A.

One, you're the same ethnic as that Serb governor in Illinois - so obviously you all must be suspect. What you're ethnic? That brings forward a whole passel of undesirable characteristics that certainly don't mesh with WASP values. Three, you're Canadian and everyone knows that Canadians are suspect because they all druggies because Canadians believe in marijuana for medicinal purposes. I could go on. But always remember that small town USA does not have a clue about the wider world around it. Their knowledge of geography and other cultures is woefully lacking when you compare to the rest of the world.

Dana said...

Hmm...interesting take. My impression on the "pimping" was that he was more interested in me than the other candidates, and wanted to test my mettle.
But reading your comment also makes me wonder if my head has grown a bit (quite possible since I've been talking about my "greatness" for the last few months on interviews), and maybe I spend too much time in the mindset of sunshine and lollipops.