Well, I started my radiology rotation today, and much like my immediate, vehement feelings about ophthalmology, I can quite honestly say that I’ll never, ever be a radiologist†.

It’s really interesting, and really, really cool, and I know I’m going to learn a lot… but I swear to god, if I sit in a dark room for one more day staring at a black and white screen (with infinite shades of gray, of course) I might just go postal. Oh, wait. It’s only my first day of the rotation.

By the end of the month I swear I’ll be feeding off unsuspecting humans, cackling with my paper-white skin, slicked back hair, and long, well-groomed fingernails. Bonus: if Interview With The Vampire has anything to say about it, maybe I’ll end up looking badass like Brad Pitt.

Aside from sitting in a dark room the other thing that gets to me is that all these guys are really low-key. And not in a “laid-back” sort of way. More a “I talk very quietly into my dictaphone for 8 hours every day” sort of way.

I’m going to lose it.

†Sorry Uncle John, it’s just not in the cards.