Effing Great
This past Wednesday night I was teaching some med school students how to be "culturally competent" (whatever that means). It's one of my part time jobs.
During a role play, where I was playing a Jehovah's Witness refusing surgery even though I needed a biopsy, a student was (finally) doing well in hearing my concerns and negotiating his way through a difficult situation. I let him go on and on because he was doing well, and his classmates had been pretty bad up until then. So I let the kid go for a while.
When I stepped out of "role" and into teacher mode, I was praising the guy. Before I knew it, I said, "Man, that was fucking great!"
Not sure that the fine (?) students at Xxxxxxxxx University are used to hearing that. I'm kinda wondering if that'll get back to me.
Betsy tells a good story about saying "awesome" during some hoity toity luncheon with some premiere academic-types at one of the more prestigious universities in existence. Not sure if I topped her (my Xxxxxx University is not HER university), but I'm trying.
posted by Teodoro Callate @ 2:58 PM
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8 Comments:
I am sorry, am I missing something? I don't see what the problem is, Teo
Right! There's no problem! Where's the problem?
Oh. Well. Maybe my language wasn't quite appropriate for those institutions of higher learning with which I am involved.
Hey, I'm in psychology. I think my poor language should be validated rather than changed.
i don't care one wit, but i just can't imagine you doing that, teo. you always seem so chill in comparison to my potty mouth and 'everything racheted up a notch or five.' do you say 'fucking?' apparently you do. my monday is starting off swell.
It's not that I swear so much...though I might...it's more that there is no difference whatsoever in the language I use personally and professionally. Never has been. I have, indeed, gotten in trouble for this before.
Ah, validation.
Glorious validation.
OH! Silly me! I didn't read the post very clearly! I see, it's the f-bomb problem. Well, Teo, since I teach at an institution with students of a very impressionable age (at least according to their parents) may I give you some advice if this opportunity ever comes up again. As an expletive, I say Phooey! for positive reenforcement, I say that's f-fantastic!
A colleague of ours many years ago would for the irony quote a famous line from "risky business" that she had seen on an appropriate for TV version. the line in the cleaned-up version went:
Sometimes, you just gotta say, what the f-hell!
What the Fell! became our byline for anything silly or phoney.
Teo
I think you used it quite well. I was waiting for Betsey on the call as well.
Good restraint prior and good usage hence. Two points.
Play on.
Vinnissimo
Ahem.
There is no restraint.
Suggested future "Cultural Competence" role play: Callete as Jehovah Winess demuring the full booty waxing. Teodoro is wearing nothing but artfully arranged copies of WATCHTOWER. Safe word = Biopsy.
Q: What do you get when you cross a Jehovah's Witness with one spicy chicken leg?
A: Awesome Fucking, yet requires a mild degreaser.
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