Long live the band geek
After several weeks of practicing, I swallowed hard and went to the first rehearsal. The group was almost all high school and college students. I felt out of place at first. I kept my mouth shut and wore jeans and a T-shirt (my camouflage), and I didn't tell anyone what I did outside of band unless they asked. It was nice to be thought of as a musician—even a mediocre one—and not a veterinarian. Don't get me wrong, I love my job, but sometimes it's nice to wear a different hat.
I've participated in community band for four semesters now and plan to start my fifth semester this fall. Some of the other band members now know I'm a veterinarian, and they ask me questions about their pets sometimes, but I don't mind. And I'm honored to have our band director as a client.I'll likely stay in the band for a while. I've thought occasionally about quitting, mostly when we're busy at work and I'm too tired to go to rehearsal. But I need the creative outlet and it fits into my schedule nicely. With only one two-hour session a week, I hardly ever miss it. Besides, because of the performances, I get to wear formal attire twice a year—which is two times more than I used to.
—Nicole Martin, DVM