Uppa' class?

So yesterday has come and gone and I had a smashing time. Yesterday was just a perfect day where perfect things kept happening. And now I look like a doctor, albeit a gypsy one, because I have my own leather Gladstone for keep. Had been wanting it for ages but could not track a decent one down. Because of course I will not take imitation, I want the real thing. The thing is although I love the Gladstone, I do not want to look remotely like a doctor. To me doctors spell clinical, and I am not an inch clinical. I am just driven by emotion, and perhaps a little bit of brain which just fuels that emotion. It so seems that doctors have status, and although I have been made aware of that, really, I do not understand it. All right, I can understand that it's no handyman, but it's not something to really shout about. I think I'd be embarrassed if I were into the medical field. Docs don't get much of a life, they spend more than half of it chained to clinics where they listen to people's problems and 'try' to cure it all. Most times it's a hit and miss thing. Many times it's a let's-try-this sort of thing, and if that doesn't work then let's-try-that kind of thing. I wonder how they keep their sanity. Or maybe they don't and we're none the wiser. And yet it seems to be uppa' class. If anybody out there would tell me what is so uppa' class about an internal medical exam I would be grateful. Because I just don't see it. They are normal beings just like me, they are not Gods, they just make a living out of trying. Trying to cure people, trying to look the part, trying to make themselves sound as if they were the most knowledgeable people in the world. And people pay them for just that... for trying. What's it so uppa' class about?