Why partners suck.
by
, April 26th, 2012 at 08:05 PM (2863 Views)
I have a class, lab animal. It's a requirement for pre-vet options in animal science because you require at least one class in another option, and it's an absolute requirement for people who are either already in the lab animal option or are considering it (like me). And normally, I enjoy the class. Sure, I have to haul ass on the practical next week because I kind of bombed the second exam, but no biggie.
And then last week and this week happened, and they both kind of sucked. A lot.
The last couple classes of lab animal are actually labs, in which you get to study slides, learn how to handle rats, all of the fun, lovely stuff. Last week we had to castrate male rats, and we had to have a partner to do it because, you know, males have two testes and all. Except my partner is some kind of emotional sissy who has a breakdown when we so much as have to inject the rats because of how much she hates needles. That was kind of annoying, but we made it through last week pretty okay.
Then this week happened with spaying the females, and I don't know what the fuck she went through, but she just went nuts. She's all shaking and nervous and "OMG WHAT IF THE RAT CAN FEEL WHAT WE'RE DOING TO IT WHAT IF WE'RE HURTING IT RIGHT NOW" during the surgery, and it eventually got so bad that I had to call the professor over to get him to help me because she was too busy hyperventilating and emotionally melting down in the corner to finish what she started.
I mean. I just. GAH.
I know how cold I sound right now. I get it, it's a live animal, it sucks that you have to operate on it while it's still living and breathing and then put it down after the fact. But woman, you did this last week, why was it suddenly so hard this time? You keep saying how much you hate doing this and how cruel it is, SO WHY THE FUCK DID YOU SIGN UP FOR THIS CLASS? It's lab animal, anyone who signed up for it knew what they were getting into!
I just. Jesus. I almost wish she hadn't shown up today so I could have worked alone, it would have been so much easier.
.... God, I sound so nasty about it. I'm just in an annoyed, bad mood. I seriously have no fucks to give for this kind of behavior anymore. Maybe I'm finally emotionally dead inside and don't care about anything anymore. Which would suck because finals are right around the corner.
Just let it be the weekend already, I need to relax and have some fun