Saturday, August 8, 2009
I started a new job recently at my local hospital. So far it's been interesting to say the least.
My first few days I had orientation. Orientation was basically several different people coming in and talking to you about the same thing but in different ways for three days. Surprisingly I was in orientation with a diverse group of professionals, Radiology Techs, Nurses, Students and Volunteers. Of course all of the different groups immediately formed these little clicks which was not a surprise at all because we all know we never truly leave high school. Everyone there was nice and eager to learn, prompt, dressed to impress, expect for one girl. The student. I really cannot base an opinion about her on conversations or just hearing her talk to anyone else, only on her actions. The first day of orientation she openly text messaged in front of the instructors, came back from break ten minutes late due to her talking on the phone. And her overall appearance was just disheveled. Day two and three she arrived late and also continued her cell phone shenanigans. I'm sure she will be their first choice when and dare I say if she graduates.
On day four I met my bosses and talked with them a little about the job and their expectations of me. I found it kind of strange though that one of them acts like a 12 year old in a 35 year old body. She uses terms like awesome and cool beans. Repeatedly. Also they made it quite clear that this hospital is not "Grey's Anatomy" but they referred to the show once and they had a slide show about the hospital and used doctors from the show as example pictures...
I will be in training for 3 weeks. Each week I will work a different shift with a different trainer. I have completed the first week. Which was 3rd shift and hard as hell being I have a 6 month year old at home I have to raise as well. My trainer for this week is a total bitch. There is no nice way to put it. She is one of those gossip queens who have nothing nice at all to say about anything. She is so ugly on the inside that she makes me want to be a better person because I do not ever want to sound like her. She is constantly I mean coooonstantly saying how this person has an attitude and that person said something to her she didn't like and the patient is a dick (because she has zero bed-side manor). It is so much that I find myself involuntarily rolling my eyes. And her training skills are wretched. I asked her once if the ID number on insurance cards are the same as group numbers if that is the only number on it. Her reply was "do you see where it says Group? And then it has the # sign?? Well that means the numbers after it are the group numbers." Not the question I asked. I know how to read an insurance card..
With all this negativity there is a lot of good. I feel like on a day to day basis I am actually doing something that matters. Even if it's just as simple as smiling and being nice to the patient. I know from experience that that actually does go a long way.
