The Intern and the Mundane
While cleaning up some papers around my desk at home (i.e. looking for something), I found a folded up piece of notepad paper. On the outside, it looks like an ordinary piece of college-ruled paper, maybe what one would use for a grocery list. But even though I hadn't seen this little scrap in about 9 months, I instantly recognized it for what it was, and instead of tossing it in the "trash" pile, I put it aside to look at later. This little scrap carried the hastily scribbled headline, "Hospital stories." Listed below that were brief summaries of what I thought were unique and interesting stories from my experiences as an intern. There were eight one-liners written in extreme shorthand which I assumed, that day, that I would still be able to decipher whenever it was that I got around to reading it again. After I finished cleaning (i.e. got bored and forgot what I was looking for), I picked up this little scrap intending to reminisce about these storie...