Oh I had my hustle on with the job scene. I was bartending at night (getting paid under the table), I convinced an attending who was sweet on me (and married!)to give me a workstudy job doing library searches, and I got in on noteservice transcription. It didn't have to be that hard but I listened to some bad advice my parents gave me.

I learned a lot from the experience. The transcription was a way I could study and get paid for it. I learned how to stroke a man's ego to get what I needed without stroking other parts. And I never wanted for patients because those patrons at the bar had awful teeth and they wanted to help me as much as they could. There was a moment I had too much money. More money than needed with no time to spend it.

I hated dental school. It was like being on line and hazed for 4 years. I started it so I stuck with it to the end. There were jokers there I didn't want to have the satisfaction to see me quit and I didn't want to disappoint my parents. But to what end? I don't hate practicing dentistry. It wasn't what I expected either. I've learned, you've got to walk your own heart's walk. Hopefully I'll find the career that makes my heart sing. Not trying to discourage you. You do your damn thing!

I know some of your readers are probably dying to flame me, but you gotta do what you gotta do. As my mother says, "You have to stroke the lion's head when your hand is in his mouth."