I happened to be seated next to my ex-boss at lunchtime today. He's a sweet old boy, so we spent a few minutes chatting to each other. As usual, he complained of being overworked (standard conversation whenever I meet an SGH Anaesthetist).
We discussed the ros & cons of private practice. I, of course, would never return to SGH full time, but am no longer in the position to comment about full time Anaesthesia in private practice either.
At that point, he labelled me as a Beautician and walked off!
HA!
Stunned speechless!
It's funny the Plastic Surgeons seem terrified of us doing their work, and my colleagues think I don't do much more than a Beauty Therapist?!!!
If he bothered to find out more of my real scope of interest, he'd be in the clinic hooked up to a slimming device straight away. This is a man who tried to lose weight by doing a few squats in his bathroom once many years back, and ending up laid up in bed. Can't remember if he did his knees or back in...
And looking young of course. The joys of ageing gracefully by not ageing much at all! That and slimming is medical aesthetics. And that's what I do.
