*sigh* You know, 3rd year is starting to feel a little bit like high school. My classmates are whiny little bitches sometimes, or more accurately, the accelerators who joined my class in Kzoo in January are whiny little bitches. I try not to isolate them if I can help it (we are all in the same program going through the same stresses), but sometimes they just hang themselves. But don't take my word for it--read on and enjoy!
The latest upset is our professors finally enforcing the dress code. Now, there's always been a dress code, but in 3rd year we take most of our classes inside an actual hospital building, so it's more important for us to act and appear professional to other professionals. Not only is this expected of us by the faculty, but it also helps us to earn respect even as students. This is NOT something new or unique to Ferris, and it's not even that damn difficult, but some people can't play by the rules. The following quotes were taken from FSU forums for pharmacy students; a message board on which we are expected to be appropriate and which is also read by not only our peers, but also our professors. I made sure to bold my favorite parts! :D
"Today I had a conflict in class because of the dress code because I didn't want to drive 3 hours and then sit through 5 hours of lecture uncomfortably. I gained 30lbs since pharmacy school because it is stressful and dressing up for 7 hours is not the most comfortable thing for me so I apologize."
Amanda's response to this bullshit: OMG where do I even start?? First of all, pharmacy school is stressful. GET OVER IT. I am SO tired of hearing classmates feign surprise over this concept. Secondly, 30 lbs? Maybe you're eating too many twinkes or drinking too many beers my friend, because no one else seems to have this problem. In fact, if anything, I've lost weight since beginning the program because I don't have time to eat. Furthermore, when you're a real big boy pharmacisit, you'll have to dress up for 12+ hours at a time and STAND ALL DAY. So man-up you puss.
" Burberry Polo: $95.00
True Religions Jeans: $329.00
Pravada Shoes: $350.00
Movado on my wrist: $750.00
Having people judge what is appropriate: priceless"
Amanda's response to the bullshit: Oh man, you must be exceedingly clever to create your own MasterCard commercial! The truth is, no matter how much you paid for them, jeans are jeans commrade, and it is clearly stated in the dress code that jeans are not appropriate. Let me simplify that for you: Expensive does NOT equal appropriate. On a personal sidenote, I'm not impressed with your excessive spending on clothing items. It dosen't make you cool--it makes you a dumbass.
"(whining about getting kicked out of class) .... maybe because my name is (removed for privacy). 'It is no secret about the way things are on the west side of the state!' That is quoted from a faculty member at Ferris about racism but I won't say who."
Amanda's response to the bullshit: Oh no he didn't... he did. He pulled the stupid racisim card. Forever used in a last-ditch effort to blame anyone but yourself, because God forbid you actually do something wrong without it having to do with your race. Seriously, I have no sympathy for people like this. Maybe I'm a naieve little white girl, but if I flounced into class wearing blue jeans and not the dress pants which are expected of me, my happy ass would get kicked out as quick as yours. It's not the color of your skin jackass. You just suck.
"People should only worry about themselves. Just because you dress better than the people you serve doesn't mean you're better than them."
Amanda's response to the bullshit: Wtf are you talking about? Are you talking about pateints? Because no one else is. First of all, I do care about the behavior of my fellow classmates, mostly because we represent each other in what we do and how we act. If one of us behaves disrespectfully in front of professors it reflects badly on us all as a whole, and personally, if I were to someday come to a prof with a legitimate concern, I would want them to respect me enough to hear me out.
Eventually a professor came along and deleted everything, told him to follow the dress code and shut up (basically), and informed the general population that any more inappropriate posts would be removed as well. It's simply embarassing, really, because the faculty is forced to treat us like the high school-ers some of us act like.
All the while I sit as a silent observer, releasing my frustrations in a most inappropriate and unprofessional manner in my blogger, but at least here that's okay. ;)
5 comments:
I am suddenly insanely grateful that my talents were found within the construction industry. Dress clothes are not only generally not required, they are also occassionally, highly discouraged. Case in point: My first day of work in my brand spanking new outfit - complete with snazzy new dress pants - and where was I? Up to my ankles in mud, inspecting a detention basin. I now keep "engineer gear" in my trunk. Geez, I love my job. :-)
I actually really enjoy dressing up, it's just irritating that so many people fight it so hard. You're gonna have to dress up when you graduate, might as well practice now. ;)
Oh jeez. People are kinda like that in the education program at CMU--they don't have a dress code unless they're in a classroom with kids, but I do know of a couple of people who wore leggings and Ugg boots and sweaters that barely covered their asses to classrooms.
I've also known people who have pitched fits because they've been told to take out tongue piercings, cover tattoos, etc.
And I think if your classmates ever had to do something that could result in them getting dirty or something spilling on them, they wouldn't be wearing a pair of True Religions to class, not at that price.
Lol, yeah, no kidding. ;)
I become increasingly frustrated with classmates who plead for respect from our professors and other superiors, yet act like children. There is a large part of me that just can't wait to be done with classroom work. >_<
haha, i actually enjoy the ONE CHANCE i get to fuckin' look like a doc and strut my clueless self across campus with a white coat on and fancy pants and shoez! these people are incredibly lazy, or have no sense of self-preservation during times such as pharm/med school.
retards.
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