Good-bye, Dr. Mumble-Sloth; it's been....well, it's been a lesson in patience working with you. Your random appearances in the wrong room; the constantly asking you to repeat what you said, since you won't speak clearly due to your difficulty with English; and your obvious disinterest in this rotation of your residency. But most of all, we'll all remember your suturing skills. I will forever more measure the speed of a physician's suturing against your baseline speed of 1.5 linear inches of suture per HOUR. I thought standing in line for an hour in the Iraqi desert for a bag of nachos would teach me the meaning of patience. But you've surpassed that. Watching you fiddle about with the needle-drivers, trying to decide where to place the next suture, over and over again; getting two-thirds done, then deciding to start over; then watching your preceptor take out that one, and finish the job.
So, good-bye and good luck. You're going to need it.
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