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Thoughts re: Job Hunting
Today, I received a rejection email from a prospective employer. What surprised me was that neither the chairman, whom I'd met several times, nor the AP director (APD) who would have been my immediate boss had reached out for follow-up before this email made its way to my inbox. All I got was a formulaic letter from HR telling me that they were considering other candidates.
I am at the end of my job hunt so I feel more at liberty to discuss my thoughts on this particular interview, several aspects of which have been anonymized. And before I go on, I'm going to go back in time to the beginning to give some context.
When I applied, I had not expected an interview from this institution for a couple of reasons:
First, they wanted someone with job experience. As I've seen on several academic job postings, they read something like "entry-level position, 5-10 years experience required", and this posting was essentially no different. Also, we are in a critical pathology shortage that will likely last for years to come and the application pool is largely fresh grads so...
Second, I learned not to expect anything from online job applications because in spite of the "booming job market" for pathologists and the wide net I'd cast, I barely heard back from anyone.
For instance, I applied for a job near the place I trained for residency, as they were in a hiring frenzy and I wanted to be close to the city. I submitted my application online and emailed their chair directly to express my interest in the position. Months passed, I heard nothing, and then the job postings vanished. A separate job posting close to family and friends took three months for a response, and this was after several attempts on my part, as well as my colleagues, to reach out. It has not been an easy journey by any means, so I'm grateful to be near the end of it all.
So, back to this job listing. I was pleasantly surprised to learn my director (whom I semi-jokingly call God) had spoken to the APD there who was a former colleague of his. God had given me a glowing recommendation, as had my previous director, so this APD opted to interview me to gauge compatibility and interest.
We met later over Zoom. The conversation was somewhat stilted - he was interviewing me while covering service - and our conversation ended after he got called away during a natural lull. While I had some reservations, I suppressed them mainly because he was just one person in what could potentially be a whole chain of people I could call my colleagues.
Next up was the chairman. He was loquacious and boastful of his department, the hospital system, and the city as well. One thing he liked to harp on was that they were flush with money and that they would not leave me wanting for anything. He talked up the specialties I'd be interested in and the fact that this city was great for single people (something he technically shouldn't have inquired about but I have no issue answering). I figured that this would be quite an opportunity and a whole new world if this all worked out.
Over the next few weeks, multiple emails were exchanged. They booked me a flight and a stay at a hotel. I won't go into the details of everything that transpired in between, so I'll skip ahead to the interview.
I was very impressed by how meticulously all of these logistics had been planned. There was a driver awaiting me at the airport, and the driving service had my number on hand. I was picked up, offered water, and driven to the hotel, which was much nicer than I anticipated. Because my flight arrived relatively late into the night, I quickly unpacked and went to bed.
The itinerary was spread out over 2 days and it was set up in such a way that I would meet with the chairman 3 separate times but nowhere was it on the schedule that I would meet with the APD at any point. (I would later find out he was out of town on scholarly business.) It only included attendings from one of the specialties I would be signing out.
Day one. I was picked up and driven to the hospital. I did not realize how big and sprawling this campus was until I arrived. Several hospitals existed under one academic umbrella over several city blocks and throughout my interview, I would be transported to several different locations as well as entirely different hospitals.
I had a very long first meeting with the chairman. Again, he was a talker, and I was mildly wishing that I could just move on to the other interviews.
The interviewers/my potential colleagues at this first hospital were...alright. I couldn't help but notice that something seemed off during our interactions, and I got the sense that I wouldn't particularly get along with them past a professional standpoint. They seemed somewhat overworked and rigid. There seemed to be no space for chit-chat, only shop talk. And I did not notice any camaraderie.
For the service I would be covering, I learned that they had 3 pathologists for what seemed to be an obstructively busy workload, and no one seemed happy with this arrangement. They all told me that it was "busy but doable" more or less and that I would have support.
Midday, I gave my job talk which I thought went rather well. Of course, the chairman seemed very excited at the topic and even decided to invite someone who specialized in that field to attend.
I had more interviews later on, some of which felt particularly irrelevant to my field, and then I was dropped off at the hotel to rest and await dinner with the chairman.
He picked me up in his car and he took me out to a somewhat upscale restaurant that he frequented, to the point that the waitstaff recognized him. Two others joined us, one of whom would be a potential colleague as well, and the four of us had a good time for the most part.
However great dinner was, I felt uncomfortable with the chairman bringing up politics and my home country, and then passing summary judgment on it as if he knew best. If you couldn't already tell, he's an older white man, and he felt that he knew my home country better than I did. I tried to explain the reality of it, but he did not seem to care. It lent a brief awkwardness to the conversation, and then I changed the topic as smoothly as I could.
Afterwards, I was dropped off at the hotel and then I went to bed.
Day two. I gave a slide session with the residents. Only 3 out of 29 showed up with a bunch joining virtually (and silently). I was not particularly impressed with them except for one who nailed these differentials better than the senior who was present.
The rest of the day, I interviewed the other half of the colleagues in my specialty, and they practiced at a separate hospital. The moment I arrived, I could tell that they were happier, and that they liked each other. Their doors were open, and two of them were just casually chatting away until I walked in.
I had a blast with these people, whom I sadly wouldn't even get to work with if I got the job, and what I found interesting was that they all preferred to be at this hospital, not the main academic building where I'd interviewed yesterday. Their workflow seemed flexible and there was backup, unlike the other hospital.
After lunch, I ended up meeting with the special guest the chairman had invited to my job talk. We met in his office, and I didn't expect for him to insult me or the group I'd worked with. I didn't quite know what to say and he didn't seem to want to hear it either, just that he had better stuff than we did and that it was more expensive. It’s like the rich kid shaming the poor kid for wearing Gap clothes while he’s wearing Armani. Cool story, brah, you missed the entire point of the talk.
My last meeting of the day was with the chairman and my goodness, the guy could talk. He left the ball in my court, telling me that if I wanted to continue pursuing this job, then he would generate an offer letter and the like, so on and so forth. I let him know that I still had interviews and that I would reach out after everything was done so as to not waste his time. He seemed vaguely disappointed with that answer and wanted me to give him an answer sooner rather than later.
Before long, I was whisked away to the airport and I didn't even get a chance to change out of my suit.
// The "Postmortem" //
So, I was a little surprised to find such an impersonal rejection letter. I expected someone to reach out in the time that followed to gauge interest, and there was nothing. I didn't hear from the chair or the APD in the weeks that followed. Granted, I also could have reached out but I was interviewing elsewhere and busy being on service and he knew that.
I really don't know what their team's impression of me was, but I thought it was generally positive. My impression, however, was littered with red flags and these are the ones I can think of off the top of my head. :
One of the wonderfully competent admin I was with told me that only a few people had applied for this position and no one seemed to want it
The chairman. He himself was a giant red flag...
I learned that he didn't actually know what my job workflow would be like
The politics issue at dinner and the fact he'd asked if I were single or married more than once
He also insulted my talk somewhat
The constant mention of having money...but the hospital not seeming to know how to use it well
Boasting so much to the point he actually lied to me about certain facts
The lack of awareness that pathology as a whole is facing such a terrible predicament
The only people I didn't really vibe with were the people I would be working constantly with, and they seemed overworked and unhappy
The lack of contact and follow-up with the APD
It seemed that several attendings I talked to had to give something up in order to advance in their careers
The complete and utter lack of masking inside the hospital seemed alarming
Being insulted by a guy who didn't understand what my talk was about
As for the rejection, a friend suggested that perhaps they got their top pick (which seems unlikely given how few people applied), or that someone else answered sooner. Either way, I hope whoever they hired will be happy there.
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Find the mast cell!
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Perineural invasion by a small cell carcinoma. I usually don’t see this big of a nerve being invaded.
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Most of this nephrectomy showed a clear cut, slam dunk case of a renal oncocytoma. Then you had a couple of areas where this second population of cells showed up. They didn’t stain like an onco (CK7 positive) and later found to have GPNMB staining as well. It’s a curious clone and we don’t know the significance of it. I wonder if I’ll ever see a second case.
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Rewatching Grey’s Anatomy and debating whether or not I should do a critique as someone who originally enjoyed the series before being a doctor but is now in the fold (just the first two seasons because anything after that is not as enjoyable).
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This one’s pretty wild - pleomorphic intraductal carcinoma of the prostate. Intraductal carcinoma is already bad news bears, but it rarely looks this ugly. Generally speaking, prostatic adenocarcinoma morphology tends to be on the blander side. This was rare enough to earn a “cool” from my attending.
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Prostatic adenocarcinoma, 336/GG1. My only reason for posting this is because it’s rare to see mites in prostate cancer, and yet here we are! Sometimes you’ll even find apoptotic bodies, but by and large, those things mean nothing in the broader context of the diagnosis so we don’t mention them.
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I believe all three of these images belong to the same case I had as a cyto fellow.
This is a pretty slam dunk case of melanoma that had metastasized to the hilar lymph nodes. I remember my attending asking for the history before he saw the slide, to which I told him to just look. Naturally, you’d want to make sure that it isn’t just hemosiderin but given the history of melanoma in the patient’s chart, no stains were needed. Sad case though.
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Something mundane - a fragment of cartilage from an EBUS procedure seen on a cell block stained with AFB if memory serves.
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The top photo is Candida in a urine from a case I had (if memory serves), the bottom from my friend who was cyto fellow then. Needless to say, hers was much more impressive. That’s a lotta pseudohyphae!
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This was a biopsy of a thigh mass in a man. Initially, my untrained eyes thought this was a rhabdomyosarcoma, probably because I really wanted to diagnose a zebra. Showed it to my attending who immediately identified it as a plasmacytoma, and after he said it, it became so obvious.
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Lactophenol cotton blue - Aspergillus versicolor. Don't ask me how I know this, this was speciated well after I took the picture. It is recognizably, however, Aspergillus.
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An Ode to Admins
My encounters with medical admin (from medical school to residency to the state bureaucracy itself) can be boiled down to the tried and true dichotomy - useful ones and useless ones.
Useful admin vary in age, exist in the minority, and they know exactly what they're doing. They know how to help and they are self-aware enough to know their worth to the place. These people are the links in the chain holding the place together, the proverbial duct tape binding and holding the universe together. Treasure them. Cherish them. Give them incentives to stay. Because when they leave, their replacement will likely suck.
Useless admin, to put it nicely, are the equivalent of nipples in men - vestigial and unnecessary. They are the human equivalent of the Dunning-Kruger effect, hailing from the "peak of Mount Stupid". Their sense of worth (and also salary) is deeply overinflated, and no one, not even them, knows exactly what their role at the institution is.
Chances are if you've encountered them, you've regretted it. You may have been sent to a different place that sent you straight back to that same admin who'll then pass you along to another hopeless, hapless schmuck. You may have received an urgent email at 4:58 PM on a Friday and by the time you call back to address it, they'll have left for the weekend. You may have received an email with five different fonts in different colors with different italics that would blind most mammals and the contents are 90% useless.
Sometimes, I wonder if it's the nature of the beast that attracts the useless people to admin jobs. Did these people peak in high school? Did these people even get to graduate? I'm honestly curious because my colleagues and I have all spent way too much time doing their work at our expense, and before I die, I want to make it known that med admin in general do nothing other than use precious oxygen that could have been someone else's. They are superfluous and add absolutely nothing of value to any organization they belong to. I do not care if they are three years away from retirement and have been here for three decades. In my opinion, they have been there three decades too long and that's three decades worth of paychecks wasted.
Perhaps I'm overly harsh because I'm in a terribly bitter state of mind presently, but given my collective experience over the past 10 years in different states and hospitals, my statement stands true across the board.
Maybe I've just played the game wrong all this time. Maybe I should have had no ambition to be good at anything in life and instead pursued an administrative career. Clearly, those who are incompetent are not fired for their lack of skills, but instead are rewarded for it. Maybe in the next life, I'll be a slug because that's about the same thing, right?
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This one's pretty mundane - cross section of a blood vessel in the middle of mature adipose tissue. All the little neuts going along for the ride.
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This was a consult case from an affiliate hospital. If memory serves, this was a squamous cell carcinoma of the tonsil, which means by default it's got access to the lymphatics and is poised to spread. The outside pathologist ordered p16 (left), p40 (center), and a cytokeratin AE1/AE3. Only the p16 was necessary, as HPV-association helps determine treatment and prognosis.
That said, this is a really nice example of different patterns of staining. You've got diffuse, block-like staining of p16, crisp nuclear p40, and sharp cytoplasmic outline of AE1/AE3. I don't know why I didn't take a photo of the H&E but alas.
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Conventional prostatic adenocarcinoma. Most of this is pattern 3 and there's one little focus where the glands have started to cribriform (pattern 4). This one gland ultimately changes the diagnosis to a 3+4=7, placing this into grade group 2. If memory serves, it was the only focus of pattern 4 in the entire core. Ultimately, the grade group/Gleason score determines the outcome, not cancer volume.
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If memory serves, this was a voided urine. I vaguely recall the patient seeking some sort of fertility workup or some encounter with a urologist. Regardless, this is not a common sight on urines. All these little guys with tails are sperm.
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