My supervisor is on vacation thus, leaving me and an old, bitter bitch to baby-sit. You may be wondering why I call this baby-sitting. Heh. If you had my job, you would know…
Apparently, there were several incidents this morning that took place in the whole hour and a half before I came in. All of which really wouldn’t have been incidents if the other girl in charge would stop being a freaking psycho bitch and DO something instead of just bitching at all of my people until I get here. Then I come in to work and I have to listen to four people tell me what happened and how it wasn’t their fault…
Fifteen minutes after I sat down at my desk, I am still listening to whining and bitching and complaining. And then the phone rings. It is my department’s administrator. Yay. I don’t know how many people are familiar with hospital administration, but I swear to god…
So she wants to meet with me and the other “Lead” at one. That is fantastic. I have no idea what the hell happened this morning, because all I keep hearing is that so and so did this…and so and so didn’t do that…I feel like a kindergarten teacher…yet again.
I am now trying to figure out what in hell possessed me to take this freaking job in the first place…I am so glad that the new one is just around the corner…otherwise…well…I will just leave it at that…
It is raining again…I want to punch something.
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