bummer of bummers

so today my program director, who i often think is directing us into a tar pit, makes a little announcement today:

"you guys are not going to your next clinical rotations until april, not march. i have decided that you need more time for mechanical vents II and neonates classes..."

what does this mean you ask??

it freaking means i'm gonna be in freakin' school for almost ANOTHER freakin' month before i get out!!

(insert cursing here)

(and here)

the worst part about this was that everyone was in a bit of shock, and he says in this smirking sort of way, "wow. that really shut you guys up, huh?" (chuckle)

i was so wanting to just up and out.

one of the things i hate about this guy is that he knows that we as students don't have a lot of knowledge or practice in resp. care, so he gets a rise out of asking questions that he thinks we can't answer, or need more time to answer.

he'll say, "give me the formula for calculating a desired PaCO2, and tell me what our tidal volume and resp. rate should be for a patient with a tidal volume of 550mL and PaCO2 of 50mmHg, when we want a PaCO2 of 30mmHg (head injury)"...

everyone starts mumbling or writing and he gets this stoopid smile as he watches us and whoever bothers to answer before he answers it himself (and then chides us for not knowing it) he ridicules in front of everyone when they get it wrong, which they will, because there is never enough time to thoroughly think out the question.

that happened to me twice today, and i was gonna be damned if that ass-munch was going to get under my skin. so i kept answering what i could, and it started bothering him when i would beat him to the punch.

how petty am i? so much for not stooping to his level, eh?

grrrr... but he makes me so mad.

the worst part is that i had a dream with him in it last night. we were part of some secret snobby society, and he was trying to sabatoge my initiation ceramony. go friggin' figure. i am totally perplexed as to what i was doing trying to join anyway. i'm more bugged that he wormed his was into my subconscious.

maybe if i turn myself into a lizard woman in my dreams with him, i can scare him into being a more compassionate teacher, you know, like in "dreamscape"

i loved that movie...