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Well, for those of you who already read some of my bitching about today read no further.
I got to work at 9:30, picked up the mail and was glad to see the load for today was light. Why? Not for the usual reasons that I may get out early thats for sure. But because we had yesterdays work to add to today and there are always other things that come up to put a kink in any ordinary day as well.
So the computer guy gets there at 10:00 and gets the computer fixed by 10:30. He is a pain in the ass and I decided that this company hires pains in the ass in their business department. They all seem to have to have that quality of being anal retentive and emotionally exhausting. I believe in keeping things simple and these type A personalities can really screw with that theory. Needless to say I was glad he left when he did.
Then B shows up. She starts taking over telling me when to take the picture, whether she is holding and posing the baby or using the mouse to take the actually picture (we take turns doing each thing). Then she starts setting people up, and thoroughly messes up and we end up going up and down stairs all day to NICU because had she listened in the beginning she would have realized that the babies were not being discharged until later. Ugh. So that eats some time up.
From here we go to lunch and I get instructed on how to use the pager. Duh....I have been with the company for four months now. I hear other things all day long that I already know and when she takes an hour to photograph one baby and that mother seems totally put off by her (and she happened to be my sons teacher at one time too ...the mom not B) I am really getting p.o'd. At this point the baby is screaming, mom and B are making matters worse because babies pick up peoples emotions and I am left ready to pull out my hair between B's eye rolling and the picking mom. Bad enough that had B left the one really good pic we had there and offered to take another later things would have gone smoother because it turned out in my mind to be the best. But B thought differently. Now, none of us are supposed to do that sort of thing. If the parent likes it, keep it and then go back and fill out another camera card for another pick. Heck, she was gonna do it for someone else AND let them choose another outfit on top of it all which is another thing if I had tried she would have been sure to educate me on.
So, we finally get ALL the babies done minus one we missed that was discharged early. I blast Rod Stewart and go home the way I really didn't want to go in the dark since the highway is reduced to one lane by now. Its all very exhausting, and I am glad to be home.
So, what did I learn from it? Not to ever take anyone's shift if I have to work with HER. And I am NOT going out with my coworkers for a holiday party on Friday. I feel bronchitis coming on, and I am serious about that, but even if it does clear up or I get a scrip, I am NOT going. Because I have choices on how I spend my time and with whom. And if someone gets in the way of my serenity, I don't need it.
Thanks for listening, or reading per se'.
Hugs,
Aly
Don't worry I will be back to my normal cheery self soon. Real soon.
I got to work at 9:30, picked up the mail and was glad to see the load for today was light. Why? Not for the usual reasons that I may get out early thats for sure. But because we had yesterdays work to add to today and there are always other things that come up to put a kink in any ordinary day as well.
So the computer guy gets there at 10:00 and gets the computer fixed by 10:30. He is a pain in the ass and I decided that this company hires pains in the ass in their business department. They all seem to have to have that quality of being anal retentive and emotionally exhausting. I believe in keeping things simple and these type A personalities can really screw with that theory. Needless to say I was glad he left when he did.
Then B shows up. She starts taking over telling me when to take the picture, whether she is holding and posing the baby or using the mouse to take the actually picture (we take turns doing each thing). Then she starts setting people up, and thoroughly messes up and we end up going up and down stairs all day to NICU because had she listened in the beginning she would have realized that the babies were not being discharged until later. Ugh. So that eats some time up.
From here we go to lunch and I get instructed on how to use the pager. Duh....I have been with the company for four months now. I hear other things all day long that I already know and when she takes an hour to photograph one baby and that mother seems totally put off by her (and she happened to be my sons teacher at one time too ...the mom not B) I am really getting p.o'd. At this point the baby is screaming, mom and B are making matters worse because babies pick up peoples emotions and I am left ready to pull out my hair between B's eye rolling and the picking mom. Bad enough that had B left the one really good pic we had there and offered to take another later things would have gone smoother because it turned out in my mind to be the best. But B thought differently. Now, none of us are supposed to do that sort of thing. If the parent likes it, keep it and then go back and fill out another camera card for another pick. Heck, she was gonna do it for someone else AND let them choose another outfit on top of it all which is another thing if I had tried she would have been sure to educate me on.
So, we finally get ALL the babies done minus one we missed that was discharged early. I blast Rod Stewart and go home the way I really didn't want to go in the dark since the highway is reduced to one lane by now. Its all very exhausting, and I am glad to be home.
So, what did I learn from it? Not to ever take anyone's shift if I have to work with HER. And I am NOT going out with my coworkers for a holiday party on Friday. I feel bronchitis coming on, and I am serious about that, but even if it does clear up or I get a scrip, I am NOT going. Because I have choices on how I spend my time and with whom. And if someone gets in the way of my serenity, I don't need it.
Thanks for listening, or reading per se'.
Hugs,
Aly
Don't worry I will be back to my normal cheery self soon. Real soon.