Tales from Med School: Mr. T

You all remember Mr. T, don't you?

I pity the fool, etc etc.

When I was in med school, we had a transcription service where all the students in my class took turns transcribing lectures. If you didn't want to transcribe your lecture, you could pay another student to do it. There were 4-5 students in the class who regularly got paid to do transcriptions. Most of them were very good at it. And then there was Tim. Tim liked Mr. T.

Tim put multiple photos of Mr. T in every transcript, some of them quite large. You know there's a problem when your transcript on the brachial plexus has six photos of Mr. T and none of the brachial plexus. We would have to manually remove all the images from Tim's lectures (signed as Mr. T) before printing them out. It was out of control. These were transcripts he was getting paid $50+ a pop to write.

Finally, enough people complained and he was forced to cut back on the Mr. T photos. From 6-7 per transcript to like 2-3. Because you can't possible have no Mr. T in your transcript. That's ridiculous.