Everyone wore business attire (suit with neck tie for male colleagues, tailored trousers or skirt for females) when the team took photo with our hospital chief executive this Friday - it's just that a handful of us were wearing shirt and white coat. I meekly hid in the back when I found that my white coat didn't blend in with all those dark business suits.
It's not the first time that I feel that the dressing code means an entry ticket to a certain position. I still remember vividly my student days, when I started the pilgrimage to the medical ward wearing the white coat, with stethoscope hanging round the neck, to justify my presence. I tried to look as though I could behave as a doctor, talk in a professional parlance - or at least to blend in a bit more.
Now, in a matter of years, I am wearing white coat not to justify myself being a doctor, but to keep myself from becoming an administrator. I wear the white coat to keep me from the exit.
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