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Malaysia is a bitch. Plain and simple.
Only a few people are trained to work back on Speret hall (Alzheimer unit) and she is one of them. Mom and dad are in Cleveland today to get his hearing aids, so I'm stranded at my house. She is ALWAYS asking for more hours, so I asked her if she could cover for me today. She told me she thought she might be able to, but she was going to have to talk to her baby's daddy to see if he could watch the kids for her. Yesterday I asked her if she was going to be able to and she looked at me like I was an idiot and said "I already TOLD you that I couldn't." I looked her dead in the eye and said in a disturbingly calm voice "No, you didn't. You said you would cover for me if your baby's daddy could watch the kids for you." So she came back with an annoyingly snobby "Well I can't. That would put me over." So? I went overtime last pay period because I got called in on a day off, and then I was told to come in two hours early twice. I gave that kind of wry smile that says "I want to punch you in the face" and told her "Okay, I won't ask you to cover for me anymore." and walked away.
As I went back out to the main hall, I straight up announced "I don't like Malaysia." and went back to work. I griped to a few people about her being so hypocritical, and everyone has the same general consensus about her. They all had pretty much an identical story about her whining for more hours, them asking if she would cover for them because something came up, and then her saying that she couldn't do it for some reason or another. The only difference is that I told her that I wouldn't ask her to cover for me anymore.
I guess that's what sets me apart from the other workers. I make stands. If I don't agree with something, I will rather bluntly say that I don't. I see no point in remaining quiet. Nothing will change if you don't speak up. Staying silent and letting something eat away at you is just going to eat away at you.
Yesterday was pretty much hell. I went into work, trying to figure out how to swing having no ride. I couldn't come up with anything so I sent mom a text asking her to find me a ride because no one could cover for me. I went down to the dining room, and Mary Jane was also down there. I'm not compatible with her. She's even more blunt than I am, and is just plain forceful and rude with the residents. I just stand up for something that I don't think is right. I'm never rough with the residents, and I maintain a happy demeanor even when I just feel like screaming at the time.
When I went down to the dining room, I couldn't find someone's slip that you write on to take to the kitchen to tell the cooks what they want for dinner. Mary Jane had (shockingly enough) rushed to get everyone's orders and grabbed the resident's even though it hadn't been filled out yet. She put it down and I grabbed a pen, put my hand on the edge of the paper to keep it from moving as I wrote, then bent down to ask the resident what she wanted for dinner. Mary Jane RIPPED IT out from under my hand, flipped it around and said "Whatdoyouwant?!" If there's one thing I learned from my mother, it's how to tell someone that you're beyond pissed off with just your eyes. She caught my gaze.
I went to get the other residents, fully intending to tell her, "Hey. Back. Off. Just because I'm new doesn't mean I'm stupid. I know how to do my job and you need to just let me do it and not rush me. Just because you see no problem with rushing everyone, being rough and just downright rude, doesn't mean that I don't, so just step off." I didn't get to the point of having to tell her that, however. The look made her give me my space. Hell, I even managed to get through to her and tell her that the resident she was feeding was supposed to have fluids pushed on her. She thought I meant the resident I was feeding and said that was a long time order. I said "No, I mean the person you're feeding." so instead of trying to get her to eat more, she started giving her the thickened juice.
Okay, they found someone to cover for me at work. I told them yesterday that I wasn't going to be able to make it. Mom found me a ride after that. They found someone to cover, so I told my ride that I didn't have to go in today. I'm not sure if that's counted as an absence or not. I'll read up on that. I know I'm only allowed 1 absences in the first 90 days, so I should be safe as long as I don't have another absence. My head is spinning right now, so I'm gonna stop here.
Only a few people are trained to work back on Speret hall (Alzheimer unit) and she is one of them. Mom and dad are in Cleveland today to get his hearing aids, so I'm stranded at my house. She is ALWAYS asking for more hours, so I asked her if she could cover for me today. She told me she thought she might be able to, but she was going to have to talk to her baby's daddy to see if he could watch the kids for her. Yesterday I asked her if she was going to be able to and she looked at me like I was an idiot and said "I already TOLD you that I couldn't." I looked her dead in the eye and said in a disturbingly calm voice "No, you didn't. You said you would cover for me if your baby's daddy could watch the kids for you." So she came back with an annoyingly snobby "Well I can't. That would put me over." So? I went overtime last pay period because I got called in on a day off, and then I was told to come in two hours early twice. I gave that kind of wry smile that says "I want to punch you in the face" and told her "Okay, I won't ask you to cover for me anymore." and walked away.
As I went back out to the main hall, I straight up announced "I don't like Malaysia." and went back to work. I griped to a few people about her being so hypocritical, and everyone has the same general consensus about her. They all had pretty much an identical story about her whining for more hours, them asking if she would cover for them because something came up, and then her saying that she couldn't do it for some reason or another. The only difference is that I told her that I wouldn't ask her to cover for me anymore.
I guess that's what sets me apart from the other workers. I make stands. If I don't agree with something, I will rather bluntly say that I don't. I see no point in remaining quiet. Nothing will change if you don't speak up. Staying silent and letting something eat away at you is just going to eat away at you.
Yesterday was pretty much hell. I went into work, trying to figure out how to swing having no ride. I couldn't come up with anything so I sent mom a text asking her to find me a ride because no one could cover for me. I went down to the dining room, and Mary Jane was also down there. I'm not compatible with her. She's even more blunt than I am, and is just plain forceful and rude with the residents. I just stand up for something that I don't think is right. I'm never rough with the residents, and I maintain a happy demeanor even when I just feel like screaming at the time.
When I went down to the dining room, I couldn't find someone's slip that you write on to take to the kitchen to tell the cooks what they want for dinner. Mary Jane had (shockingly enough) rushed to get everyone's orders and grabbed the resident's even though it hadn't been filled out yet. She put it down and I grabbed a pen, put my hand on the edge of the paper to keep it from moving as I wrote, then bent down to ask the resident what she wanted for dinner. Mary Jane RIPPED IT out from under my hand, flipped it around and said "Whatdoyouwant?!" If there's one thing I learned from my mother, it's how to tell someone that you're beyond pissed off with just your eyes. She caught my gaze.
I went to get the other residents, fully intending to tell her, "Hey. Back. Off. Just because I'm new doesn't mean I'm stupid. I know how to do my job and you need to just let me do it and not rush me. Just because you see no problem with rushing everyone, being rough and just downright rude, doesn't mean that I don't, so just step off." I didn't get to the point of having to tell her that, however. The look made her give me my space. Hell, I even managed to get through to her and tell her that the resident she was feeding was supposed to have fluids pushed on her. She thought I meant the resident I was feeding and said that was a long time order. I said "No, I mean the person you're feeding." so instead of trying to get her to eat more, she started giving her the thickened juice.
Okay, they found someone to cover for me at work. I told them yesterday that I wasn't going to be able to make it. Mom found me a ride after that. They found someone to cover, so I told my ride that I didn't have to go in today. I'm not sure if that's counted as an absence or not. I'll read up on that. I know I'm only allowed 1 absences in the first 90 days, so I should be safe as long as I don't have another absence. My head is spinning right now, so I'm gonna stop here.