You work with some of these young MOs and you begin to see why COs suddenly think they are as good as doctors.
Iko shida kidogo wakuu.
Tuitane mkutano agenda number 1 ikue we are not treating labs!
Dentists have a fascinatingly complex relationship with the title "Doctor." They go to an entirely separate school, learn an entirely separate curriculum, and graduate to work in a glorified office park, yet they will defend their medical status with the ferocity of a cornered badger like Gachagua.
If you want to see a dentist's heart rate spike, ask them an organic chemistry question or bring up a systemic medical issue that occurs below the collarbone. The moment a patient in their chair mentions having a history of cardiac murmurs or being on blood thinners, the dentist's eyes dilate, the drill stops, and they immediately write a panicked referral letter that essentially says: "Please tell me if I can clean this person's teeth without causing a catastrophic event." They want the prestige of the medical fraternity, but the absolute second a patient exhibits a symptom that can’t be solved with an X-ray and a shot of lidocaine, they remember they are, fundamentally, oral architects.
These ones really figured life in medicine.