the kakashi chronicles!
title: i have nothing atm.
note: a prequel to the on-call chronicles for the lulz. and metachrome .
summary: i hate interns. i really, really hate interns.
Day One
I hate interns.
Day Two
I really hate interns.
Day Three
Okay, fine, these three have potential.
Let’s begin with the Uchiha. Sasuke, I think. Itachi’s brother. Uchiha 2.0. The Uchiha Madara Award’s grandson. There isn’t much to say about him other than that he’s definitely an Uchiha. The bastard has that bitch-I-am-way-better-than-you air all around him. The little fucker corrected me yesterday. Sure, I got my revenge (I will love you always, post-ops that need coverage), but that doesn’t make me any less… well not pissed. Or well, annoyed. Not many things piss me off.
Still, this kid needs a good bitch slap or something. You don’t correct your resident in front of your peers all matter-of-factly. Fuck you. No. You tell me in private that you think what I meant to say was whatever. Not go all “No, Kakashi, it’s like this.” Bastard.
Like all the other Uchiha who’ve passed through Konoha General’s program (save for Obito and that moron Shisui), I know for a fact that this kid is going to do good. However, until he’s the head of neuro (as annoying as he may be, I suspect that to be in his future), he’s my intern.
Sucker.
Next among my trio of brats, there’s Shikamaru. He’s good. Oh, he’s good. I saw that little bastard the other day chatting up your assistant. Your assistant. He was making eyes at Shizune and the woman actually giggled. I’m not sure what he wanted, but I have to say it: that kid’s got balls. And charm. I saw the way Dr. Subaku was eyeing him after he won her annual appy and managed to not get himself dubbed 007 like most stupid interns do. He’s going to be a great player one day. I mean surgeon.
Surgeon.
I meant surgeon.
I’m certainly not thinking he can be the new Uchiha Itachi in ways Uchiha 2.0 couldn’t possibly imagine. (I shit you not. He has no sex drive. It’s weird. WEIRD.) I mean sure, he sleeps around, but he also sleeps around. If you don’t get my drift, then for shame.
And last but certainly not least, Sakura Haruno. I don’t know what to say about her. It’s like she’s two different people. She can answer any question I throw her way like an encyclopaedia whether it be something medical that she probably learned in her first year of med school and the other two morons forgot, or something from her patient’s chart that she only glanced at once. Hell, sometimes I ask her if she knows the caf’s soup of the day and she knows! I suspect she has photographic memory. That’s her doctor side. That’s the girl with ice in her veins who tricks Sasuke and Shikamaru into stupid things so she can assist in my surgeries. She has epic potential.
But then there’s her other side. The one that makes me wonder if I should check her into psych. Or, even worse, if she’s already checked into psych and has stolen a pair of scrubs and is masquerading around as an intern.
(AND WE ALL KNOW WHOSE FAULT IT WAS LAST TIME THAT HAPPENED, CHIEF.)
This crazy bitch gets all sweet and caring and entirely out of character when she’s with her patients. I mean I know there’s this thing called “bedside manner” but… she’s just weird. This is the side that comes to morning rounds with a tray of coffee and bagels, but not just for me, even her fellow interns! That makes no sense! Interns are supposed to kill each other, not treat each other to breakfast!
They all have secret agendas, whether they be older brother complexes, screw their way to the top, or to undermine their peers. I don’t really give a shit, but I miss the days of brown nosing morons who only got me coffee when I asked for it and didn’t hit on my ex-girlfriends or correct me and actually be right about it. These new kinds of interns are disturbing.
Did I mention I hate interns?
note: a prequel to the on-call chronicles for the lulz. and metachrome .
summary: i hate interns. i really, really hate interns.
Day One
I hate interns.
Day Two
I really hate interns.
Day Three
Okay, fine, these three have potential.
Let’s begin with the Uchiha. Sasuke, I think. Itachi’s brother. Uchiha 2.0. The Uchiha Madara Award’s grandson. There isn’t much to say about him other than that he’s definitely an Uchiha. The bastard has that bitch-I-am-way-better-than-you air all around him. The little fucker corrected me yesterday. Sure, I got my revenge (I will love you always, post-ops that need coverage), but that doesn’t make me any less… well not pissed. Or well, annoyed. Not many things piss me off.
Still, this kid needs a good bitch slap or something. You don’t correct your resident in front of your peers all matter-of-factly. Fuck you. No. You tell me in private that you think what I meant to say was whatever. Not go all “No, Kakashi, it’s like this.” Bastard.
Like all the other Uchiha who’ve passed through Konoha General’s program (save for Obito and that moron Shisui), I know for a fact that this kid is going to do good. However, until he’s the head of neuro (as annoying as he may be, I suspect that to be in his future), he’s my intern.
Sucker.
Next among my trio of brats, there’s Shikamaru. He’s good. Oh, he’s good. I saw that little bastard the other day chatting up your assistant. Your assistant. He was making eyes at Shizune and the woman actually giggled. I’m not sure what he wanted, but I have to say it: that kid’s got balls. And charm. I saw the way Dr. Subaku was eyeing him after he won her annual appy and managed to not get himself dubbed 007 like most stupid interns do. He’s going to be a great player one day. I mean surgeon.
Surgeon.
I meant surgeon.
I’m certainly not thinking he can be the new Uchiha Itachi in ways Uchiha 2.0 couldn’t possibly imagine. (I shit you not. He has no sex drive. It’s weird. WEIRD.) I mean sure, he sleeps around, but he also sleeps around. If you don’t get my drift, then for shame.
And last but certainly not least, Sakura Haruno. I don’t know what to say about her. It’s like she’s two different people. She can answer any question I throw her way like an encyclopaedia whether it be something medical that she probably learned in her first year of med school and the other two morons forgot, or something from her patient’s chart that she only glanced at once. Hell, sometimes I ask her if she knows the caf’s soup of the day and she knows! I suspect she has photographic memory. That’s her doctor side. That’s the girl with ice in her veins who tricks Sasuke and Shikamaru into stupid things so she can assist in my surgeries. She has epic potential.
But then there’s her other side. The one that makes me wonder if I should check her into psych. Or, even worse, if she’s already checked into psych and has stolen a pair of scrubs and is masquerading around as an intern.
(AND WE ALL KNOW WHOSE FAULT IT WAS LAST TIME THAT HAPPENED, CHIEF.)
This crazy bitch gets all sweet and caring and entirely out of character when she’s with her patients. I mean I know there’s this thing called “bedside manner” but… she’s just weird. This is the side that comes to morning rounds with a tray of coffee and bagels, but not just for me, even her fellow interns! That makes no sense! Interns are supposed to kill each other, not treat each other to breakfast!
They all have secret agendas, whether they be older brother complexes, screw their way to the top, or to undermine their peers. I don’t really give a shit, but I miss the days of brown nosing morons who only got me coffee when I asked for it and didn’t hit on my ex-girlfriends or correct me and actually be right about it. These new kinds of interns are disturbing.
Did I mention I hate interns?