Quit my Job

Aug 28, 2010 11:12

So I am posting this here where all of five people will probably see it because I made the mistake of adding some co-workers to my facebook and i don't really want them seeing me complain about what a hellhole that was. Downfall of facebook i suppose can't say nothing without upsetting someone, and with the closeness of collaterals in my field, don't want information to reach other potential employers.

But yes, after three months I have quit my job. I left civally but man the place was hell and they really lied to e about well everything.

Here is a list of lies they told.

lie:
You will be able to create a flexible schedule to meet your needs and take time off as you wish and need

reality:
flexible means that you are responsible for your own hours and when you have to work twelve hour days they don't have to pay overtime. They do not offer holidays, or vacations because "you are responsible for your own hours"

lie:
the supervisors and staff will be very supportive and if you need extra support you can schedule an appointment with billing or supervision for assistance.

reality:
yes you can schedule an appointment, that they will cancel at the last minute even though you blocked out time in your schedule to meet with them. So not only are you still lost, but now you get paid less.

lie:
You will get plenty of on the job training.

reality:
you get one week where they make your schedule, ten hours of shadowing someone, learn the opening paperwork and then you are entirely on your own developing treatment plans, updates, assessments, and all collateral work. Also I had the fun addition where the person I shadowed trained me incorrectly so I spent three weeks doing things wrong, then had to redo them in addition to the work I was doing and I didn't get paid for the things I did wrong.

lie:
It is easy to get full time, even with cancellations just schedule family consults and reschedule in the same week.

reality:
clients who no-show, which is most often what they do, leave you with no notice, not enough time to schedule someone new and often don't return calls to reschedule in the same week. When I mentioned this I was told "It was my responsibility and I should make time on weekends if I have to." I worked 9-7 everyday, like i'm going to work friggin' weekends.

Other sucky things:
1)Fee for service means that I get paid only for the hour that I meet with someone, the contacts to collaterals, paperwork, insurance updates,and other notes are not paid for and take up most of the time.
2)No pay for mileage. I went everyone in Mass from Attleboro, to Taunton, Seekonk to Canton. If a client does not show up at their own house, I not only do not get paid for the hour I do not get paid for the gas for the trip. It was damaging to my car.
3)I have no office, no desk, no filing cabinet, no computer and most importantly no phone. I have a voicemail box i have to check several times a day. Since this is an outreach job and I can spend days not in the office. I went over my minutes, plus had the advantage of clients calling to cancel ten minutes before their appointment and not getting the message.
4)If all the paperwork is not perfect I do not get paid, I was responsible for scheduling, medication summaries, insurance releases, treatment plans, treatment plan updates, assessment tools, collateral contact summaries, doctor's appointments oh and somewhere in there I guess I was supposed to actually treat them to... so yeah the paperwork was almost never perfect.
5)I had to provide my own treatment modules. THat means I had to buy all the toys for play therapy, buy all the books for treatment models and find time to photocopy things for clients.

So yeah, I bailed, I had to, I was working a 60 to 70 hour week with all the travelling, paperwork, client meetings combined. I was taking work home and working on weekends, which is technically illegal, but hell they did not even give me a filing cabinet so where was I supposed to keep my files and I didn't have a desk just a staffroom with a table so I had no place to do the damn work. So very secret protected health information was often in a bin in my car.

I am just glad to be gone, I can focus on getting my license, getting a new job and getting my life back without sleepless nights, panic attacks and crying spells.
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