Last Straws

2002-08-06���� 10:35 p.m.

Last week I only worked two days on account of my vacation.

In the last hour of work on my last shift, I was re-filling Carl's Med-planner and I noticed the pharmacy made a mistake on his dose of Fluoxetine on August 10th.

I know there's not a darn thing I can do about it, so I write a note in the communication book.

It was very polite and simply explained that if another staff person could call the pharmacy and get one more pill out to us, then that would help me out greatly and reduce paperwork headaches in the coming weeks.

I knew full well that other staff ignores everything I say, so I also called and left a message at the ISL office saying that it needs to be taken care of and that I can't do it.

I figured between the three managers that work there, it would get taken care of.

Sure enough, I get to work today and it wasn't done.

On top of this, I get a note in E&C's mailbox asking me to please call their QMRP about the phone bill being messed up.

Of course, I have no clue about this, and I don't feel it's my problem, so I'm not worried about it or anything.

I wrote a communication report to the main office (going over the heads of those at the ISL office) saying that the ISL office dropped the ball and that I'm sick of everything automatically being my responsibility, even though I only work three shifts over there a week. I also mentioned how there's supposedly no such thing as "primary staff" anymore too.

Then I got this real bastard of a headache.

One of those headaches where you're nauseous from pain.

I would've called the on-call and told them to get me a replacement, but Eric had shopping he really needed to do, so I stayed.

Of course, I had to get gas on the way and almost got ran into five times.

I was very close to being homicidal.

So I got some Excedrin and drank lots of caffeine.

Finally the headache abated, but I'm just now coming off the cafeine overdose. I really hate ODing on Caffeine. Cold sweats, the shakes, etc.

So I've been thinking all night about things I could do if I quit my job this week.

Options:

A) Wait tables.

B) Find some other job I'll hate.

C) Get transferred to another Health Midwest place, where I could work full time.

Oh, I bought Super Troopers today. The commentaries are hilarious. They just make stuff up and spend like ten minutes discussing Snoop Dogg.

This one part they talk about how a lot of people thought it was sexist. The director explains why they did it the way they did and said that it wasn't meant for a joke at all, because they're real careful about making jokes about dead people.

So, he explains, there's really nothing misogynistic aobut it. Then he says he's really sensitive about that sort of thing because he was raised by two feminists. Then the other guy says, "Yeah, I was raised by six feminists... I actually had six mothers." Jay just told him to shut up.

So really, you don't know if you can believe any of their stories and I find that hilarious.

Apparantly it was real syrup though.

It's weird, my headache is gone, but I can still feel it there. It's just not painful anymore. It's this tightness in the back of my head that looms over all my thoughts.

The caffeine shakes are gone though.

I am very serious about quitting my job soon.

Oh, and in the middle of my bad day, I also went to the ATM and discovered I have about $150. less than I thought I did in there.

Anyay, enough bad thoughts for one day.