I Wanna Be a Pharmacist When I Grow Up

Today marked the "official" last day of my cardiology rotation. Technically it was supposed to end last Wednesday, however my preceptor's 2 sons got sick (1 with tonsilitis and 1 with a severe ear infection) thus prolonging my rotation by 1 extra day. Last Wednesday was my last day to go on rounds, and today I only had to appear to give my presentation. My presentation went very well - with the exception of one evaluator stating that placing my left hand in my pocket was "unprofessional" and consequently docked me 2 points on "professionalism." That begs the question - what the hell is unprofessional about putting a hand in your pocket? I wasn't picking my nose...or worse, my ass. I wasn't gesturing rudely at the peanut gallery. I have a tendency to talk with my hands, which some people find funny. To avoid this when giving presentations, I place them in my pockets. Apparently, I have been an unprofessional fool for the past 4 rotations. Silly me. Aside from that, I did very well. And even Mr. Professionalism's docking of 2 points couldn't cost me an A. I averaged a 9.8/10 on the presentation. After my presentation, one of my classmates informed me that I should be a professor. she noted that my cool demeanor and ease of explanation would make me an awesome professor. Teaching is in my blood - my mother taught for 33 years and my grandmother for over 40. It isn't like I haven't given it thought. However, I never thought of myself as having the gift my mother and grandmother had. Perhaps I was wrong... So now I'm thinking...Dr. Ahsirt, professor of pharmacy practice...sounds nice. We'll see where I land. For now I'm just going to enjoy my 5 week break. I have residency applications to complete, a research project to finish, and Christmas cookies to bake. :) 5 of 7 rotations completed...home stretch, here I come!