Well, at least we’re not the only targets of the bitchfest. The monthly doctors’ meeting was last night, and evidently they went to the clinic owner and told him that the third shift people are always leaving early, not doing treatments in the morning, blahblahblahbullshit.
I’m over enough of my anger that it’s starting to be kind of funny, now. I mean, one of these women calls at least twice a month and says she’s not coming in, roughly 30 minutes before her shift is supposed to start. She’s sick, or she has a family emergency, or the weather’s too bad, or it’s National Anal Sex with Livestock Day, or something. When she does come in, she’s typically at least 5-10 minutes late, and she’s just useless till she’s had her coffee, honey. She once told me that I needed to come in at least 20 minutes before my shift so she could go over the cases with me, because she was salaried and didn’t get paid to stay late. I guess my salaried ass does get paid for coming in early. :rolleyes: The kennel girl has to have a smoke break and a chat on her cell phone 15 minutes after her arrival. On her way, she will walk right past the laundry room, where the machines are both done running and there’s a mountain of dirty stuff waiting to be washed, and not take the minute or so to start a new load. I’ve seen other techs ask her three times to walk a dog that was supposed to be walked an hour previously. The third one, the ring leader, pulls a disappearing act whenever there’s anything gross or time-consuming to do.
It really is pretty funny that this lot is claiming the rest of the staff is lazy and they’re the only ones who do any work. Funny in a god-that-chaps-my-ass sort of way, but still funny.
And I’m absolutely not concerned about anyone actually taking these charges seriously and never was. For one thing, everything involving an animal gets charted, down to who felt under its butt to make sure there were unsanitary surprises in the bedding. For another thing, the specialty doctors and techs know that we’re right there ready to jump any time they need anything. Besides, my supervisor told our new trainee that I was the best ICU tech they’d ever had and that if she had any questions about anything whatsoever she should come to me. Still, it pisses me off that someone would lie about me in hopes of getting me reprimanded. It’s just so… sneaky and malicious and stupid.
As a guess, I’d say what’s up with that is that thongs and scrubs really don’t mix. Especially if you get the nice low-rider scrub pants. (You know, the ones that come to your waist instead of your ribcage.) Most especially if you don’t tie said pants really tight, or you get the elastic waisted ones. We’ve got this one intern that I swear to God I see her ass more than I see my husband’s. When you say something to her, she just says, “Oh well, these things happen.” Even the Asscrackistan thing didn’t phase her. And it’s not just a little peep of the top part, either, but actual thong and some cheek. It’s horrible.
teela, everyone on the ER staff who’s heard about it has said, “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” There’s no chance of the shit hitting the fan, though. I mean, since they’ve made essentially the same complaints against both the second and third shifts, they’re apparently claiming that nobody on the entire ER staff does any work if they can avoid it all, and the doctors and specialty techs know that’s just horseshit.
Really, these women seem to be just plain toxic. One of them started spreading personal rumors about an ER tech she used to hang out with a few months ago. They apparently have big dustups amongst themselves that wind up with one or more of them in the manager’s office for hours on a weekly basis. There was some kind of hoorah last week that resulted in our floater quitting, coming back, quitting again, and coming back again. It’s just ridiculous.
If I ran that office, all of that would simply be an indication that, obviously, these women don’t have nearly enough work to keep them busy. That would have to be remedied…
Oh, but they’re just run off their feet, jayjay. Some days they don’t get to take their lunch hours till one or two, the poor dears. And they only get four or five smoke breaks, plus their morning bagel run. I just don’t understand how they soldier on under such hellish conditions.
Have you ever worked with an all female staff? I have and do. CrazyCatLady’s rant is a great rant, but it is echoed all over the world. (I speak from experience). I am not complaining, as it keeps things interesting from my perspective.
Most excellent rant, CrazyCatLady, although it did take me a while to figure out you were probably talking about a vet’s office and not a hospital. If I were part of your shift, at least some of all that time we spend standing around talking would now be spent in devising some creative revenge (invisible lining of lotion in the coffee cup, damp office chair, always empty stapler, etc).
Incidentally, my vet’s name is Dr. Pope, so I did a double-take at “Pope-humping laundry”.
Sounds like the same couple of bitches I use to work with when I was teching during vet school.
This was the worst pack of tattle tale telling, passive-agressive jerkettes I’d ever come to know and will probably ever know. It didn’t help that on top of their green-eyed cattiness–which was pathetic enough by itself–they were always trying to prove they knew more than me. Yes, dearies, I know you’ve been teching longer than I have had pubes and you probably do know stuff that little ole me does not; but please let’s not mistake your experience as an excuse to treat me as a lowly, dimwitted inferior who must constantly be reminded of her place, in so many subtle passive-aggressive ways. Like how the so-called lead tech would get her rocks off by commanding me to drop whatever it was that I was doing (usually treating a patient) to do something like sweep out the exam rooms, while she commenced to do what she did best. Which was Not a Damn Thing.
But karma does its handiwork best in a animal hospital, CCL. The lazy-ass lead tech who liked to treat me like a scullery maid? She got her hand chewed up by a fractious cat one day and had to miss work for a week. So rest assured that those lying liars will get theirs. The animals will see to it.
