Thursday, June 01, 2006
Paranoid or just anal?
I just don't get it. Seriously. Why are all researchers so paranoid? Or izzit just IMU researchers being anal?
As you tourists would know or NOT know, I am now three months into the BMedSc. program where I get to PLAY researcher for a year before resuming the awful road to become a doctor. Not that being in this program is any better.
I have to deal with assholic doctors who are so NOT UNlike a dog which ate crap but has constipation. It ain't my fault that fucking doctor suck and does not deserve to be in MY project. It also ain't my fault that another fuckingly stupid doctor happened to hate us because of the influence of fucking doctor No. 1. Asshole.
I have to deal with samples (patients, mothers, watever. To me they are just samples, meat to draw blood from) who sometimes can be really a pain in the ass as they:-
1. Promise us blood and run away with the blood tubes.
2. Refuse us blatantly.
3. Be such a biatch.
I have to deal with supervisors (both mine and not mine). Suddenly I become a target of a bitch because the bitch happened to be my supervisor's rival. Like what the fuck?
And I have to deal with paranoid colleagues. Or are they just being anal?
What I am trying to say is best described through a few scenario:
Scenario 1:
We just came back from Seremban and the postgraduate room happened to be the shortest cut to the research lab. So we decided to take our samples (blood in sealed ice box) through the room. And to those people in the room, it was like the plague of Egypt has arrived or something. They claimed that the box is dirty and contaminated and all kinds of fucking excuses... never mind the fact that this box walked through a whole hospital with me, never mind that I walked through IMU with this box, never mind that whatever that has contaminated the box (roll eyes) has contaminated me so even if I enter the room it is ok as long as I don't have the box. And do any contaminants in blood spread through air? Maybe miliary TB can become respiratory TB?
Scenario 2:
We once had a HIV sample. And almost every lab workers kicked up a fuss of how dangerous it was, how it can spread, bla bla bla... excuse me, last I checked, it was to be ME who is doing the work, not any of them. As long as proper precaution is taken, what is the harm of using HIV blood to work with? After all, HIV may have protective effect against preeclampsia and because of these cowards, we would never know.
Scenario 3:
A chair happened to be near the refrigerator where I get my ice packs. So instead of moving cold freezing -20C ice packs to the icebox, why not bring the icebox to the ice packs. So the chair was there, easily in reach, so I used it. And of course... yes, they kick up a huge fuss too. Well, excuse me... but
1. I don't even knew it was your chair.
2. Suddenly an ice box becomes a bomb radiating with nuclear radiationg?
3. If it was dangerous, you are going to sit on that chair with your labcoat anyway, which was supposed to protect you.
4. Grow up. It is just a box. You don't see me freaking out because your labcoat brushed against me.
Paranoia? Or just being anal?
Fine, Richard came up with a few points that maybe justify the fact that maybe they have the right to object to bringing in samples to the postgrad room (like it may spill *roll eyes* as if, we were just walking through. I don't see the hospital staff or IMU staff freaking out when I walked through).
Maybe it is wrong to wear labcoats into the postgrad room for fear of contamination (never mind that what ever contaminated that labcoats would have contaminated the labs which in turn would have contaminated those
Maybe it is even wrong for me to be breathing in the postgrad room, as maybe I breathed in some toxin and exhaled it into the postgrad room. What about that?
Noticed that I used the word 'postgrad' 4 times?
The room which we now resides is called the Postgraduate Room, though there are currently more Undergraduates than Postgraduate. But those freaking out are not the undergraduates, the Doctors to be, but the postgraduate researchers (those who were SUPPOSED to be our seniors in research *roll eyes* I don't take seniority from other people too well). I don't see the undergraduates complaining at all, only the rest of the people residing in the postgrad room.
I maybe generalising, but you guys know who you are.
Fine, so they maybe justified to feel upset and all. But to freak out to the point of paranoia? I don't think so. I felt like I flew over the cuckoo's nest or something everytime one of them freaks out. Sheesh...
And even though RICHARD feels that they could treat us better, I think I would opt for the "FUCK OFF LAH" attitude, whatever that attitude means. I couldn't be bothered. Let them freak, let them scream. I'll just roll my eyes and go "Whatever, freako bitch."
Looks like Kya ha ha ha and
Gya ha ha ha are up to something agian.
- Cait Sith talking about Scarlet and Heidegger, Final Fantasy VII
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