the pool

i just started my internal medicine sub-i, which i have been dreading because i loathe internal medicine. dipti and i are now at the same hospital which makes life so much more enjoyable. she cracks me up cause she plays this little game...counting how many brown folks she is surrounded by at any given time. so we'll be in an elevator or a hallway or whatever and she'll look at me and just say "six," or "three". no one else knows what the hell she is talking about, but i absolutely want to just piss my pants whenever she does this. it's hilarious.

anyway, we were walking to the hospital on my first day, discussing how we had both forgotten what it was really like to kiss someone. i sarcastically said that i hoped i would have an insanely hot resident that i could hook-up with in the call room. we both laughed at the possibility. we parted ways at the door, me going through "orientation" and dipti heading up to the wards to meet her team. i got my little badge and pager and resident list. i was ready to go. i paged the chief resident who i would be working with and he told me to meet him on the 8th floor. i went up there and as i rounded the corner, nursing station in front of me, i saw this hot hot white boy in scrubs. i wasn't wearing my contacts, which i should do if i want to see beyond 10 feet in front of me, but i could tell he had the most amazing blue eyes i have ever seen (bit of an exageration). i'm not a big-time believer in god or a higher power, but as i looked at him i said a little prayer "please god, let that be my resident". just as i thought that he stood up, looked at me and said "are you amy?"

holy shit, i was so excited. anyway, long story short, my chief resident is hot, and really nice. to make things more exciting, i think he would totally go for me. so this morning i was trying to chat it up with him...see what i could dig up.

he snowboards and surfs, was a division I tennis player who took a year off after college to play pro tennis in south africa. he travels and is super athletic. we have all these similar interests so i was thinking how i could totally work this. bad news is i got turned off when he told me that he goes to pharm dinners so that he can drink all the free booze he wants and "get tanked". we also got on the subject of language and he told me that he needs to learn spanish but hasn't wanted to because he gets really annoyed when people don't know speak english. that was a big red "i'm a republican" flag. despite the fact that he is perhaps the hottest man i have seen in months and that he is outdoorsy and possibly likes me, i was completely turned off by his young republican, frat boy, ultra american vibe. and maybe he's not a republican, and maybe he just said the drinking thing to sound cool, but i was unimpressed.

so i was thinking how it's going to be really hard to find someone i'm attracted to, that likes to do some of the same things as me, that is also a non-binge drinker. maybe it's just the dating pool in the midwest that sucks, i don't know. it wasn't very encouraging.

i'm unimpressed with the pool, but still riding the wave of this hot man flirting with me constantly.

on another note, i think i'm getting sick...i've got that feverish, hot behind the eyeballs thing going on. i hope i fight it off cause i have two interviews this week. am going to try to rest.