A Trip Down Memory Lane

Throughout most of my college years, I worked as a pharmacy technician. It helped pay the bills, gave me experience working in the hospital and ultimately likely helped pave the way for my entry into medical school. I met a lot of very cool people, and made some great friends, some of whom I still talk to on occasion.

One of these was a quite goofy guy, but a good one. For whatever reason his brain decided to do so, he coined the name "Dr. Bear" relatively early on. Most of the people there knew I had plans to go to medical school, and I wasn't shy about saying so. Not cocky, just clear on my goals. At any rate, the name stuck and many people referred to me as such. Some still do.

Sometime later, in my infinite wisdom, I mentioned this name to another good friend of mine, who we now call "Dr. G." He got quite a kick out of this and picked up its use instantly. He wasn't content keeping it to himself though. He felt the need to tell mutual friends/acquaintances. One of these was also mutual through a few people at my college, Drury University. Even though, he somehow didn't get the memo that Bear wasn't actually my surname. We will call him "Guy."

On a return to campus one day, this guy stopped in on one of my former professors. I had sent a very simple message with him.

Guy: "Oh, hey Dr. X. So I was supposed to tell you Brad Bear said 'Hi.'"
Dr. X: "Who?"
Guy: "Brad Bear, you know."
Dr. X: "No, I don't. I have no idea who the hell that is."
Guy: "Well he said 'Hi' anyway."

When Guy later found out what he had done, he went straight into ROTFLOL. I hope Dr. X still hasn't figured it out.