Note-Thanks for all your awesome reviews! Love you all! Oh, and rarax1, I am unfortunately Bill Lawrence's muse/brainchild. I wish…
Note-Ok, so I was a little stuck on this chapter, but it was a lot harder than Mickhead.
"Morning, JD"
"Wassup, dawg! Keepin' it real?" JD replied. Ronald sighed. JD was the only person in the hospital who was that bad when trying to sound black. Even he didn't do that, and he was, well…" Snoop Dogg Attending".
Not that he used his nickname. He hated it and detested it. His name badge said Ronald Corbell, not Snoop Dogg! Sure, he looked like the famous rap star, but did that mean he was? Did the way his face was set out mean that he wasn't respected as a doctor? Recognition just for a nickname…wonderful.
You could say he'd been brought up in "the hood". He was born and raised in Baltimore, the supposed crime capital of America. His momma had always been big into education. And so had he. Learning was the way he could pretend to try and ignore the family dramas that made his life so much like an episode of The Wire. While his father was arrested for drug possession, he had sat and read To Kill A Mockingbird at the police station.
"Yo, Snoop Dogg Attending! Wassup, bro?"
"Hey, Dr Turk…"
Corbell. His damn name was Ronald Corbell, damnit! Sometimes he knew how Dr Hooch felt…
"Hey, Ronnie McDonald! Get yo ass over here, you loser!"
Sometimes he wasn't sure which nickname was worse.
Omar Small was the local bully at Ronald's high school. Every lunchtime Omar would steal his school books and money to copy his homework. One day, Omar beat him up pretty bad because he'd forgotten his lunch money. A black eye, lost tooth and multiple bruises made Ronald realised his true calling.
He'd had to earn the cash for med school by doing impersonation performances. He'd rapped his way through college, and wasn't proud of it. While he was supposed to be revising for exams he was out reciting Gin and Juice to a bored crowd. He wasn't proud of those years. At all.
"Snoop Dogg Attending! How's your penis?"
"Good morning, Dr Quinlan…"
God, he hated that damn nickname! It haunted him. All he wanted was to be a good doctor, professional in his work. Yes, sometimes his Baltimore upbringing could be heard in his dialect, but what was a guy supposed to do?
"Ronnie!"
Ronald turned his head, and grinned as he saw the only person in Sacred Heart who called him by his real name.
"Hey, Josie baby!"
Josephine jumped up and hugged him. He kissed her on the cheek and squeezed her tight.
Yeah, he hated his nickname.
But he was who he was.
Ronnie Corbell.
"Snoop Dogg Attending"