Psychiatrists Part 2 and Meatballs

It’s a rule in med school that residents and attendings are not allowed to ask out a medical student while they are overseeing them. Some people ignore that rule.

Now, this event occurred days after my last awkward encounter. This time, I was working in the Psych ER. This was a six hour shift in a room that was maybe 15 by 15 feet with at least 8 people occupying that space at any one time (and sometimes, more).

I was assigned to work with the resident that night, and the first thing I noticed is that there was something…wrong…with his face. Specifically, it looked like he had been attacked by a herd of clawed animals.

Which turned out to be the case.

Resident: My girlfriend just dumped me. She’s a vet. We had 8 cats that she left with me. I was holding one while I was crying and he didn’t want to be held.

Now, I like to think I’m a nice person, so I expressed my condolences. However, that was a mistake.

Resident: So, are you single?

(At this point, I’m wondering why on earth I’m getting asked this twice in one week.)

Me: Yes.

Resident: You seem like you’d be fun to date. We should get margaritas tomorrow. When are you free?

Now, this guy really wasn’t my type. Plus there was the issue of the 8 cats. Thankfully, I had an excuse up my sleeve!

Me: It’s actually med school policy that we can only have professional relationships with those that oversee us while we work with them.

Resident: Oh come on, no one follows that anyway. Go on a date with me!

I said no. He would not get the hint. He followed me up to the cafeteria when I attempted to escape to get a soda. He followed me around that tiny room. He kept asking. I kept saying no.

Finally, after about an hour of this ridiculousness, the social workers and nurses took pity on me and sequestered me into a corner with at least 2 of them standing guard at any one time.

Get the Hint Pesto Meatballs

just leave me alone so I can eat these! shown with my tomato sauce

Ingredients

  • 1 lb ground sirloin
  • 1 lb ground veal
  • 1 large onion, diced in large chunks
  • 2 eggs
  • 3/4 c breadcrumbs
  • 1/4 c parmesan, grated
  • 1/8 c skim milk
  • 4 tbsp garlic
  • 1/8 c pesto
  • 1/4 tsp pepper

How-to

  1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees Fahrenheit.
  2. In a blender or food processor, process the onion until smooth.
  3. In a large bowl, mix together onion slurry, eggs, breadcrumbs, parmesan, milk, garlic, pesto, and pepper.
  4. Break up the meat in large chunks and add to the other ingredients. Use your hands to combine.
  5. Coat a baking sheet or roasting pan in aluminum foil (for easier cleanup, but you can skip this step if you’d like).
  6. Use a cookie scoop to form round balls and evenly space meatballs in your baking sheet or dish.
  7. Bake for 30-40 minutes or until meatballs are no longer pink in the center (or use a meat thermometer to the ground meat setting).
  8. Serve with your favorite sauce on pasta or layer with sauce and mozzarella between two pieces of bread for a delicious sub. You could also coat these in your favorite sauce for an appetizer!
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53 thoughts on “Psychiatrists Part 2 and Meatballs

  1. Pingback: Get the Hint Pesto Meatballs « I Love My Big Gay Son

  2. Hahah! I’m kind of a lurker on your blog but this one was just too funny not to comment on. I hope that guy is with someone because he just sounds like a set up for a comic book villain.

  3. Props to the guy for the presumptive “When are you free?” close, but he obviously forgot about the feline fail factor. Creepy, not manly. Oh, and the meatballs sound great!

  4. Oh golly the joys of residency relationships. I’m a nurse practitioner and view residents from afar in their three levels of experiences. It is so amazing to me how drama (mostly from women) and acting out (mostly from men) does not deviate too much from high school behavior. Of course there are those residents who are intelligent and focused and are quite pleasant (about 30% of the mix). nice “get the hint” meatball recipe.

  5. LMAO! You have had an amazing week, I’m sorry you had to be harranged that is a very awkward situation! Technically sexual harassment when you get followed around like that!
    I hope you got to eat your alone meatballs alone, they look delicious :)

  6. I mean, I’m a cat lover, but 8 is waaaaay too many! Haha. On another note, the meatballs sound wonderful! I like the idea of using pesto in them. I’ve got a tub of it at home…now I know what to use it for :)

  7. We obviously have a similar rule at my job. I’ve had two male clients ask me out. It’s always so awkward and I always say, “Alrighty. I think it’s time for me to see my next client…” or some other lame excuse to get out of the situation. Great blog!

  8. Wow, how creepy and unprofessional. Though if you were thinking about Psych as your specialty he would’ve made a great case study.

  9. Great story – shame about the bloke! Your fab Get the Hint meatballs remind me of a friend in a similar situation who ordered profiteroles and proceeded to stab each one very deliberately with her fork held like a dagger. Her unwanted admirer soon Got the Hint.

  10. This sounds like the beginning of bad a Grey’s Anatomy plot! I can’t believe people actually think that’s ok in real life! Love your blog! Always entertaining, with great recipes as a bonus :)

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  12. Hi! Your posts always make me laugh! Thanks for being a follower of mine. I nominated you for a One Lovely Blog Award!

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