[Comes to, stands up, looks around…]
OK. I think I like it here. Time will tell. And I’m at least superficially anonymous (you’ll have to dig a little to find out who I really am), so I think I can talk freely. After all, I’m a safe distance (in terms of both time and geography) away from my alma mater and my degree and licensing eligibility no longer hang in the imbalance.
I’m a DC. That stands for Doctor of Chiropractic, which DOES mean that yes, I’m a real doctor. More often, though our headspace often gets caught somewhere between kneejerk business owner and used car salesman.