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getting restless. work has been tough. busy (which is good) but always short staffed for one reason or another. i've never worked with folks that always have "life stuff" affect their showing up to work. i don't ask for much, not even for extra hands...just for folks to show up ready to work and leave the "home drama" at home. my third 12 hour shift (Mon night to Tues morning) ended with my relief calling 20 minutes before my shift was supposed to end to say she'd be 30 minutes late...30 minutes turned into an hour. of course it got longer since we still had to round. after a tough weekend (short staffed and busy) that was the last straw...
did not accept her apology. ignored it and shot through rounds to get the fuck out of there.
this after a night of basically doing shit by myself because the assistant decided he needed a nap. it's gets a little tricky trying to retape an IV catheter on a puppy by yourself. puppies do what they want...
home drama apparently kept him up 24 hours straight. you know what? I DON'T CARE! this guy sleeps every shift i work with him. the doc on duty says nothing. i don't get that luxury. i have patients to watch. treatments to do. last week, this a-hole didn't come in, and since he never covers for any of the other assistants (because he's the only one who apparently has a family...) noone covered him and so it was just me and the doc...
nice.
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yes. i am grateful to have a job. i thank my lucky stars every day. but i work really really hard. i paid my dues getting to where i am today and have little tolerance for folks who have basically said to my face that family stuff comes first. my question is this then: if family comes first, why have a job? why do you feel that it's okay to catch up on sleep on the job because you were busy making family first during the day? why work overnights? when i come to work, it's patients first...not my Mom or sister or brother. my job pays me so that i can perform technician duties. the pay i receive in exchange for my services enables me to pay my bills. i am not saying that family isn't important and in the grand scheme of things, they should come first. but when you have a job and are at the job, doing the job should be top priority. am i wrong to think this??????????? and of course, this guy is out the freakin' door at 8:01 am when his shift is over fully awake and refreshed.
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so, this is why i'm dogged tired. some due to stress, some due to the fact that it was a busy weekend where i barely had time to sit or eat or pee. not complaining...only when i see fellow coworkers having the balls to sleep on the job and get away with it.
that there are folks out there that have stellar work ethics but can't find employment while these assclowns have fulltime jobs they take for granted is beyond infuriating...
slept most of Tues (hence missing the earthquake). got up around 3am and decided it was a good time to do laundry (bed and couch) since my tuxedo boy has decided it was a good idea to pee on said bed and couch. at my wits end on how to deal with this cat. he did pee on the spots that the new cat frequents....
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it is now 12:24am thursday morning. 2 more nights free until i have to go back. then, after this weekend, i will be free for 11 days. i requested vacation time and will have labor day weekend off. i deserve it. and i don't give a shit who is pissed off. everyone else is on their 3rd and 4th vacation. i haven't asked for any time off since we opened over a year ago.
not sure what i'm going to do. will, most likely, drive out to montauk. maybe stay the night. just hang at the beach and get rejuvenated by the ocean. may get a massage as well. that weekend i'll be going to a baby shower for my nephew and his wife. checked their baby registry and got the butterfly mobile. will pick it up from the store later today. must resist going into BestBuy.
not much else going on.