So I went to a noon conference yesterday at the adjacent Children’s Hospital. As we were walking back, my fellow was telling me some juicy gossip about some of the pediatric attendings (who I don’t know) and we walked by a couple of residents, who she knew and we greeted them.

As we continued on, it dawned on me why the one who had refused to make eye contact looked so familiar.

Kyle Jensen is apparently a fellow at the Children’s Hospital. Has been for an entire year. Of all the people to be out here in the midwest at MY hospital. I was irate the rest of the way back to my hospital. Instead of it being a joyous reunion with a fellow Utahn, an LDS Utahn at that, it was the same old snub.

I browsed through my entries to see if I had wrote about him in the past; there’s one passing mention of him on my fond look back of third year in the pediatric rotation section. Once upon a time, when he was a med student and I was a pre-med, I had a wee crush on him (which was all Suz’s fault because she had liked him a bit before she started dating her husband and gushed about how wonderful he is) and thought he was amazing because he was a med student. The crush very quickly faded because he never acknowledged my presence. Never. Not even when we were in med school together and we were friends with the same people. Opinion quickly changed to “He’s a JERK!” I was pretty gloomy when I discovered that we were going to be on the same team together, but over the course of the month we at least came to a reasonable state of friendliness, to the point that I thought I’d at least get a hi.

Bah.