The White Coat
Mike started medical school with a white coat ceremony. I wasn't able to attend, but his parents were there to see him receive a waist length white coat, defining a medical student, not quite a doc yet. As med school came to a close, graduation, then moving to PA, it was an honor to begin residency with a long white coat. Now try ironing the thing, because as the training continued, for the next seven years, the laundry service did not cater to trainees and their stiff 100% cotton long white coats. Well, the other day, I needed to iron Mike's white coat for a photo shoot for his new job. The photographer even stated in an e-mail that Mike should come to the photo shoot with the "coat ironed." This was not easy. I'm not very skilled at this sort of thing anyway, but knowing that this particular white coat could be in a picture that is blown up to billboard size, I better start taking this ironing seriously. So, a pinky length wrinkle could be lik...