Life is weird things literally are thrown in your lap and you refuse and as soon as you refuse you realize the blunder you have made, an irreversible one to boot and no matter how much you rant and rave, cry or crib, whine or whimper, it just doesn’t revert. Take jobs, no take jobs where who you know is more important then what you know, how you kiss ass more significant then what results you get and its no surprise where you end up has nothing to do with merit or any such crap. It is precisely this that drives people to question their decision of refusing a place on health grounds. If you are puffing on an inhaler half the time, the other half being spend popping pills, one would assume the refusal to spend a good 3-4 years in such a location would spell disaster for your employer and hell for the employee. Most places, the answer would be a resounding yes, here when you refuse it based on above said logic and then enter the ‘who-you-know-matters-more-then-what-you-do’ loop is the time you call yourself a trillion names, none pretty, question your sanity and go down on your knees to stamp and stomp …to no avail. And I left medicine for THIS! Life is black and bleak, something I have repeated ad nauseum and yet no matter how much I vow to look at the bright side, I just cant!