Tales from the Nuthouse: Lest You Think I have a Really Suck Job

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There is this doctor who has been with us for about a year. He's young. He's a resident. He's hungry. And so he moonlights.

Like many psychiatric residents, he's foreign.

Pakistani Muslim.

He apologized during Ramadan for being irritable because he had not yet broken his fast, so I know he's observant. We also have a Pakistani Muslim apostate.

But anyway.

Pakistani Muslim doc was engaging in some conversation with the ambulance and crisis staff. He was asking the ambulance guys whether they were married, one of the fellows said no, and asked if the doc knew any rich doctors.

Later, the doctor and I were talking, and he said, "So, this Ambulanceboi, he is not married?"

"No," I said carefully, "but I think he is in a long term relationship."

He asked a few other questions that I deftly avoided answering.

Why was I so circumspect?

Because Ambulanceboi is as gay as a three-dollar bill, and I didn't think I should be the one to out him to the Muslim.