When
you were in school, did you ever have a situation where you studied
for a test and arrived at school prepared and ready (or not), only to
have the teacher cancel it at the last minute? There is that mixture
of emotion: happiness for having not had to take the test, but
disappointment because you were primed and ready. This recently
happened to me at work.
They
had some new assignments at my standardized patient (SP) job.
Usually, as the title implies, I'm a patient who helps students
interact with real people, but this time around they needed us to act
like doctors, thus switching the roles. Not only that, but we had to
play stressed out and harried doctors who treated their subordinates
rudely as a way to prepare them for such interactions. I'm guessing
they're not uncommon given the elevated status that doctors seem to
enjoy.
Either
way, I wasn't too keen on the whole approach because it's hard to be
a jerk, at least when I'm not being a jerk. I can get stressed out
just like the best of them, but it has to come naturally. Faking it
is a little harder, but that's what's expected of me. I went to my
first tryout prepared to do just that, but when I arrived, I was
informed that it was only a training session and we were just
observing. I wasn't sure how I felt. Like that test in high school, I
was relieved, but on the other hand, I was primed and ready.
To
soften the blow they provided pizza and dessert, so I wasn't
complaining, and I got to watch the actual drill in action. All good
things. I was also allowed to leave early since it was only an
observational exercise, so I drove home and made it back in time to
meet mom at the high school open house, which was very informative
and helpful. I love when that happens.
Until
the next time, thanks for reading, and thanks to Emory Maiden for the pic.
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