Internship is hard work. I work all kinds of weird hours. Sometimes the patients try to die on me and stuff. And sometimes we are asked to be at 3 different places at the same time. It’s hard to be a good intern.
Shiva can have my still beating heart on a plate, if I don’t enjoy waking up at 5AM to go take care of sick people. For example, we saved a guy from becoming a quadraplegic this past weekend. Tell me that isn’t more rewarding than returning above index return for some douchbag who hadn’t been hungry in his life, and I’ll smile and say, “dude, when was the last time you touched a brain?”
The fact that I make 10 dollars an hour is besides the point.