Friendship

You know,  this may be hard to believe, but I do not have a lot of friends. I am generally a very loud and obnoxious person who tends not to mince words, and can be thoroughly stubborn. People generally do not like that. Generally, people want to associate with other people because of how it can inflate their own sense of self. This is why the prettiest girl has a lot of friends, even when she is a bitch. Her "friends" feel better knowing that they are hanging out with this pretty girl, even if this pretty girl cuts them up behind her back. Same with guys. The guys with the money and connections have a lot of tagalongs for much the same reason. It's a pretty pathetic symbiosis.

I don't play that game. I can't be friends with someone I do not respect, and I am too ornery and set in my ways to be tolerated by the thin-skinned. So, if you run with me, you are probably a good person with a lot of tolerance for stubborn brutes. I do not belong to the popular crowd. I do not have a lot of friends who are always inviting me out to the dopest party. No, I have a few friends that I care about deeply, and in all honesty, I probably do not tell them how much I care as much as I should. So, today, we got our assignments for internal medicine outpatient months. I managed to draw this one assignment out in a whole different county. I mean, this place is more difficult to reach than Galveston both in distance and in directness. Yeah, just my dumb luck. I tried to see if there was some other accomodation that could be made, but the administration says that it is a "use it or lose it" spot, which means that if they do not send students there, then the doctor running the place will stop accepting students. So, instead of giving me a spot closer to home, they send me out there (I still do not understand why they feel they must send a student way out there if they obviously have enough spots in town; I mean, what's the damned point?).  So, my friend, Stormcloud, volunteers to get his assignment transferred from somewhere around the corner from his house to the same location that I am going. Now, he says that he is just looking out for himself because he sees some flaw in his assignment, but I know better. My friend just volunteered, over my objections, to wake up an extra hour early each day, and come home an extra hour late each day, just so that his brutish and loud friend won't be going through it alone.

Talk about a class act.

No, I don't have a lot of friends, but considering the ones that I do have, I wouldn't have it any other way.

Respectfully Submitted,
-doc Russia