I love doctors. Who doesn’t? Unless of course at that moment of getting an injection if you fear the needle like I do…but then again if you are really sick, all your energy will be more focused on not dying than on disliking the very one human being that is likely to help you get better. I think doctors are wonderful people, brought into this world to serve. I tend to think that if it were not for the bills that pile up at every end month, they would do it freely.
Now there are the other doctors. The ones who have studied and studied and studied and get the title for their brilliance in whatever it is they choose to study. These people are always thought to be the cream of a society (at least I do). Then there is the stereotypical view that they are old, which most of them are. It actually does take one a long time to study. This does not however rule out the possibility that there may be those who are fast and attain their Phds when they are young. However the thought is that they are serious, stiff backed bookworms who have no time to waste on some pleasures of life. Their life’s true meaning is to walk around looking stern and at an academic angle. Their mission is to treat everyone else who does not dream of that certificate they have, as unambitious and without purpose. They think, dream and live books that are so huge, they would make better weapons than a club.
However these are just ideas that have been installed into people’s minds over time by a select few (I really hope so), who have made this kind of achievement in their lives. I have living proof that these notions are unfounded and so not true.