“Do you know this guy?” she texts. A link accompanies the text.
The name is familiar, but I can’t place it.
The link leads me to a provincial College of Physicians website, citing disciplinary action for this person, who has had his medical and driver’s license suspended for a DUI. In Canada, this is a federal offense.
“No, I don’t think so”, even though I look at his credentials and see he trained the same time I did, and is from the same city I grew up in. I google image (<–ha! I just turned that into a verb!) him, and the person I find is not a face I recognize..a bit disheveled, dad-bod even though that photo was probably taken in his twenties. Ahh, internet.
“Yes you do. We went to high school together.”
A few more prompts about people he’s dated, and a “he used to be cute”..
*Oh wait* Yes, I do remember him! “But I don’t remember him looking like that.”
How do you fall so far?
High school hottie turned doctor, and then an unceremonious tumble and splat from grace.
A DUI for a doctor is… shame. You know better. You’ve seen the consequences. You’re supposed to be saving lives, not endangering them.
An arrest like this belies all the bad decisions you would have had to make before you got into your car that night, all the lack of foresight. It’s like an affair. It’s not a single whoopsie. There are a series of decisions that are made before you end up destroying things. Steps taken. All with the option of turning back.
Now it’s “conduct unbecoming”, to put it politely. This will follow him for the rest of his career.
Why? How is it that we are so bad at making decisions? Why do we always seem to choose the stupid? Is that why it’s so celebrated and awe-inspiring when people choose the smart?
Choose the smart.
Just imagine what this world would be like if would we could all just figure out how to do this.