Stupid self-centered coworker cow. You signed up for the on-call list. We have an on-call list for the weekends because one tech is not enough in the blood bank when the shit hits. A whole lot of shit hit last night. I was up to my eyebrows in STAT specimens from the emergency room, the phone wouldn’t stop ringing, and I was giving out units of blood left and right. So when I finally admitted to myself that while I am indeed SuperMedTechsup[/sup], it was beyond even my powers to keep in control, and I called you in to help me, I didn’t expect a sigh and a “but I just sat down to dinner”. I was sufficiently stunned by that to not know how to respond. I guess I wasn’t expecting a refusal, what with you being sort of scheduled to come in when I call you (I believe that’s how on-call is defined). Silly me! Of course, being a sucker and having little analytical brain power left for anything but my specimens, my instinct was to give up, and I asked you to call me back in a half hour, finish your dinner, and we’ll see if I still need you. And of course you never called back.
Your excuse, that Bob was working too, and he knows blood bank, couldn’t he help me instead… he already was helping. And he was scheduled to work chemistry, which was also very busy. So your lazy sorry ass refusing to come in means that the whole lab’s turnaround times for results went to shit for the night. And I was working way past my normal capacity to try and keep up with the blood bank. If I made any mistakes at all they are on your head. And don’t you dare think you’re getting the on-call pay for the shift, either. You forfeited that when you didn’t show up when I called you. If “Bob’s there” is your excuse to not come in, when why the fuck were you even on call? You can’t have it both ways.
And I know this bitch is at work right now telling everyone how I had the balls to try and call her in when Bob was working too. It’s going to be all about me and how I couldn’t handle the pressure and I’m a big baby. No matter what I do, how much work I take on, how many times I prove that I’m excellent at my job, the atmosphere is always the same. I’m going to walk in there and everyone will get quiet and pretend they weren’t bitching about me all morning. I get in at noon, and the early crew gets a head start on the gossip and complaining, and I’m an easy target since I’m not there yet.
Is it like this everywhere? Do all coworkers suck?