Yesterday I took a trip to Northpark. First, let me say, it was November 8th and Santa's Workshop was already set up in the center, and Christmas music was playing on the overhead speakers. Uplifting? Yes. Premature? Definitely. But, I digress...
So, I decided to have lunch there at the FoodCourt, one of those bad GI decisions that you only regret about 4 hours later. Being a medical student, I had some handy-dandy flashcards with me that I decided to review while eating. Just as I settled in with my ManchuWok and pharm, a large (think 16) group of senior citizens with their lunch trays made their way to my corner of the food court. My first thought, "Crap, there goes my studying..." In a strange turn of luck, they were all deaf and spoke only in sign language. My study environment was preserved, although I must say it was a bit visually distracting...
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An uncensored glimpse into the sights, sounds, and smells that is my life in medical school.
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