Facepalm
So I almost quit yesterday. With just three weeks to go, it seemed easier.
The internmate from hell has now taken to:
1. Re-writing my treatment orders on patients he's never even looked at without coming to speak to me about it first. This is one of the heights of disrespect amongst colleagues.
2. Looking at cases and going over my head to supervisors, never telling me what they said, and then getting me in trouble for not doing what they said the following day.
Seriously, what IS this shit?
I have never done anything to wrong him. Though I would at this point if the opportunity presented itself. This is so unprofessional I can't even BEGIN to describe it.
Long story short, I didn't quit-- only because my boss didn't have time to speak to me during the day. I don't know whether this is a good thing or a bad one.
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Twenty-three days left in this place. And then I bid Cali-stupid-fornia good riddance. Haven't seen the new spn or vampire diaries. :( Maybe today when they finish downloading. Work isn't chaotic (yet), but it is the sort of day when, for every twenty minutes I get to spend doing my own thing, I get called out to the clinic for some minor thing or another.
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In pleasanter news, the 200 mile relay last weekend was AWESOME!! I want to do another, like NOW! (that my thighs have recovered). I was not in particularly good shape for my easy 18 miles, and the last four hurt like hell, but having a whole team there cheering you on makes such a difference. And the countryside (Napa valley rolling hills to Santa Cruz mountains) was tremendous. Pictures to come.
The internmate from hell has now taken to:
1. Re-writing my treatment orders on patients he's never even looked at without coming to speak to me about it first. This is one of the heights of disrespect amongst colleagues.
2. Looking at cases and going over my head to supervisors, never telling me what they said, and then getting me in trouble for not doing what they said the following day.
Seriously, what IS this shit?
I have never done anything to wrong him. Though I would at this point if the opportunity presented itself. This is so unprofessional I can't even BEGIN to describe it.
Long story short, I didn't quit-- only because my boss didn't have time to speak to me during the day. I don't know whether this is a good thing or a bad one.
~
Twenty-three days left in this place. And then I bid Cali-stupid-fornia good riddance. Haven't seen the new spn or vampire diaries. :( Maybe today when they finish downloading. Work isn't chaotic (yet), but it is the sort of day when, for every twenty minutes I get to spend doing my own thing, I get called out to the clinic for some minor thing or another.
~
In pleasanter news, the 200 mile relay last weekend was AWESOME!! I want to do another, like NOW! (that my thighs have recovered). I was not in particularly good shape for my easy 18 miles, and the last four hurt like hell, but having a whole team there cheering you on makes such a difference. And the countryside (Napa valley rolling hills to Santa Cruz mountains) was tremendous. Pictures to come.