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.)
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
- 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
- Preheat oven to 350 degrees Fahrenheit.
- In a blender or food processor, process the onion until smooth.
- In a large bowl, mix together onion slurry, eggs, breadcrumbs, parmesan, milk, garlic, pesto, and pepper.
- Break up the meat in large chunks and add to the other ingredients. Use your hands to combine.
- Coat a baking sheet or roasting pan in aluminum foil (for easier cleanup, but you can skip this step if you’d like).
- Use a cookie scoop to form round balls and evenly space meatballs in your baking sheet or dish.
- 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).
- 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!
53 thoughts on “Psychiatrists Part 2 and Meatballs”
Love this story! Needy and 8 cats!? Sounds like a real catch! 🙂
Another awesome recipe..but question..can these meatballs be frozen?? 🙂
Yup! I do that all the time!
Good to know!
I L.O.V.E meatballs..and every time I’ve tried before to make them..fail..lol..
Hilarious, never a dull moment in the psychiatry world.
Reblogged this on Dinner with the Docs.
after that brief interlude, its a wonder the girlfriend dumped him ….
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.
Catman? Psychosis? 😉
HA! Catman! Like Batman but without all the money, cool gadgets, good looks, mysterious appeal, etc.
Sounds yummy — look forward to delving in with my fork!!
Fabulous meatballs and story 🙂
Love it great story! Thanks for sharing it with us!
Great looking meatballs!
And hysterical story. Not very observant was he?
oh the stories you can tell and the things you can see while working at a hospital 🙂
My husband’s favorite…and No…as you can read …I’m not single…so don’t have your problem…Just enjoy but, have an excuse ready …because it looks like you’re going to need more…
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!
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.
Men can be relentless…..I’m glad the nurses got your back….that’s what we do when we like you 😉
Go nurses … We’ve got your back 🙂
And social workers!
that was a great story, and the recipe you shared with me looks so yummy. i love this type of food! comfort food
Great story & Great food 🙂
Cats happen to be one of my turn-off lines. “Yeah, I live with six cats. I love cats.” It is highly efficient.
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 🙂
Perhaps a cattle prod in the gonads would be effective.
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 🙂
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!
Wow, how creepy and unprofessional. Though if you were thinking about Psych as your specialty he would’ve made a great case study.
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.
Oh that is priceless.
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 🙂
Great recipe, will be trying it this week 🙂
Ugh. He clearly needed a clue-by-four. Following you around is so inappropriate. Not into meatballs myself, but the sauce looks great!
I love your posts and sense of humor!
that sounds awful and awkward!! next time say you are married lol. These meatballs look awesome!
Uhh… persistent much?!
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Oh dear, he must have heard about your fabulous cooking! Tell him to leave the cats and you alone….
a) Having worked in a Psych ED (as a Mental Health Counselor with the CPEP), I can attest to the fact that many, many people in the Helping Professions can be a bit… off. Not all, but many.
b) I hope you don’t mind, but I’ve nominated your blog for an Illuminating Blogger Award! http://foodstoriesblog.com/illuminating-blogger-award/
This post is hilarious! Your blog is like the amazing love child of Grey’s Anatomy and the Food Network – both of which I love. And the meatballs look delicious!
Thanks! Though I think my life is a bit more awkward than Grey’s Anatomy 😉
He must’ve read your Get a Husband meatballs recipe and surmised it was written just for him. 😉
my thoughts are that the resident is on the wrong side of the desk/couch/whatever…… Maybe he’s the one requiring treatment?
about to try out this recipe..whoo!
Oh Lord these sound divine!
What an idiot that guy is. You really have to wonder about some people. Those meatballs look delish!
I love the recipe for the meatballs, though I on’t have a love for cats, 8 of any animal is too much for me. Keep on cooking!!!!!!!!!!!!!!