A lot of what I talk about has always happened in the course of my stay in a certain hostel. (Yes we call them “hostels” – with dorm rooms, roommates, a dining hall.)
The whole place reminded me of a zoo. If you think budding doctors are health freaks and super-concerned about hygiene, you’re so, so, so mistaken.
1. The Unadulterated Geeks:
I never knew I’d find such a, er, diverse, community within the hostel. Typically, you’d expect medical students to be giant geeks. Noses stuck in books. Bathroom walls filled with Biochem formulas. Unadulterated Geeks do all that.
These are the kind of people who actually go on to become successful doctors. The kind of doctors who happen to be so skilled they make their work look like a Michaelangelo sculpture. No flaws. No scars. Unfortunately, they’re a rare species.
Most people now just use Wikipedia. Instead of reading.
2. The Party Animal/ Booze Tank:
All these guys talk about is booze, party, Saturday nights, booze, and more booze. They’re even more entertaining than Russell Peters once they have attained hungover nirvana. I actually remember a friend of mine who used to be this way. Fun when drunk. That is one awesome hash tag. #funwhendrunk.
3. The Colossal Joke:
These people either dress “weird”, or have pronunciation problems. Jesus. I remember this chick who’d say, “Please maaaaaaassaaaaaage me” (roughly translating to “Please drop me a text”).
4. The ‘What-am-I-doing-here’ Awkward, Bumbling Morons:
Self-explanatory. I was one of them, heck, I still am.
5. Gold-Diggin’ Hoochie Mamas:
Too much makeup. Check. Low cut shirts. Check. Ten boys milling around. Check. Classic. These chicks would lead boys on, use their money and pay the professors (yes, our education system is rotten and corrupted) and pass and get married to a post graduate doctor with his own setup. Classic. This is the commonest species.
Kim Kardashian would be proud.
6. The One With No Same-Sex Friends:
Yes. When you live in a girls’ hostel you see a lot of them. I’m working with one such fascinating person. She doesn’t talk to women. Doesn’t have a single solitary girlfriend. Doesn’t like having girls’ night outs. Like she’s got an allergic reaction. Hello, you’re a girl too! How does a girl survive without girlfriends? Somebody please explain.
7. The Chronic-Bunker-Flunker:
People like me. We don’t like reading our med school books, preferring to read novels instead. *Sigh* and you end up losing time. This is what happens after skipping too many classes. Never. Cut. Class. Ever.