In all honesty, trying out a job for a half day on Saturday did not exactly take me off the job market. LOL.
After reviewing all that went on in 5 short hours on Saturday, and after waking up every 1 - 2 hours last night agonizing over it, I reached the decision this morning that I just could not work in that office. As I mentioned before, I see that the doctor reached the same decision.
Saturday was quite difficult. Oh, the work itself was great! But the staff...that was another kettle of fish.
Boiling it all down without getting into all the details, the other 2 women who work there despise me. When I worked there in the past I told the truth to the doctor during my exit interview as to why I was leaving her employ.
One reason: The doctor hit me all the time. Yes. You read that correctly. Constant slugging in the arm. Since I'm very tiny and about 5'3" and she's a large woman, about 5'9" and a Vet (Army), she packs quite a punch and I've had some darned good bruises. She informed me that she intends to continue to hit me because she's a "touchy feely" person. Umm.....no! What in heaven's name made me think that I should accept this?!!!
Second reason: Negative fellow employees. I mean negative to the point that the second the doctor walked out the door, all I heard was how much they hated her, were only there for the money, how much they hated the patients, and, when the other wasn't present, how much they hated each other! They shared private information with me about the doctor, etc., etc.
Well, the doctor told the staff what I said. Most unfortunate because exit interview information is supposed to be kept confidential. I mean, that's the whole point. You want your exiting employee to feel safe in telling you exactly what went wrong so that if there is a problem in the company/practice, it can be corrected.
Bottom line....it turns out these women are OUT FOR ME! The doctor had given me a key to the office Saturday morning, but by the end of the day she took it back (sign that she doubted I would work out ? You bet!). She said that we had to work my hours around because she did not want me in the office alone with the other 2 women. (Say WHAT?!) She said that they refused to even talk to me. I was not allowed to go to the front office to review my charts for the next day. I could not go to the front to get a chart for a patient who might call me on the phone, etc., etc. They did not want to see me or speak to me and the doctor was going along with it! She told me she was not going to cross them on this because she was afraid to lose them, and that eventually they would get over it.
I disagree. I feel that eventually the tension would build to an ugly head, and who knows what would happen then?
This morning I told her I would not be in to spend a day of refresher training with the MA who retired 2 years ago (who has been filling in for her since she's been without an MA). My hubby thought I should have gone in and worked the day today because I told her I would and then tell her it wasn't working out at the end of the day, but I didn't think that was the right thing to do. The doctor would have had to pay two MAs for the job of one, I would have been receiving training that I had no intention of using, I would have gotten signed in with passwords at the various hospitals and the electronic prescription program, etc. I felt it would have been leading the doctor on, making her believe I would accept the job. I also feel, that since I know I can't accept a job where the doctor says flat out that she WILL hit me, and that I need to fear being alone with the other employees (can we say HOSTILE WORK ENVIRONMENT?), it would have been the equivalent of stealing from the doctor if I had gone in today and just marked my time in "training", then quitting at the end of the day. Bad form, I say.
Tomorrow I have my interview at the electronics place. I hope it goes well.
I've come to a realization.
The past two jobs I've had were placed I had worked before. I had left those places for very good reasons, yet I worried that I would not be able to find another job, so I got myself rehired. Gee, any surprise that the same problems still existed in both places?
Wasn't it Einstein that said the definition of insanity is to do the same thing over again and expect a different result? Hmmm....same people, same personalities, same problems = same outcome. Both jobs caused me terrible panic attacks, low self esteem, etc.
I've also finally put my finger on the problem. It's me of course, or rather, it's my apparent lack of faith.
I prayed for God to lead me to the perfect job that was just right for me. Then I began to feel discouraged, old, worthless and desperate because that perfect job didn't appear exactly when I thought it should. This resulted in me taking the reins from God and deciding to muck up the works and get involved myself by getting myself back in to work at places that were not good employers. And I'm supposed to be surprised when the results are negative?
I felt that the electronics job was right for me from the minute I walked through their door. They have not turned me down at all, but in fact, it's down to me and one other person. I shall soon find out. Can you imagine if I had stayed with the crazy doctor and had cancelled the interview with the electronics company scheduled for tomorrow?
What if that electronics company is the job God has picked out for me and I had missed out because I lacked faith and patience?
So I'm going to that interview tomorrow with bells on! Prayers would be appreciated.
If it isn't the job God has picked out for me, I will continue sending in my resume to various companies until that "just right for me" job turns up. In the meantime, I'm going to be patient and rest in the confidence that God is in control and knows what He is doing, and that His timing is perfect.
There's one thing I do know for sure, and that is that He does not want be to be hit or threatened on the job!
Hurray! I don't have any more money than I did a week ago, but I think I just may be on my way to leaving Negative Nelly behind and becoming a Positive Polly!
It's time to go work on a couple of bracelets I want to list this week.
:)
Monday, December 10, 2012
Friday, December 7, 2012
To be a Housewife
Hubby and I had a "discussion with volume". I will be starting the job with the old doctor tomorrow. If it doesn't work out, then it doesn't work out. I did say I would take the job, so I should show some character and show up with the intention of giving it my all. If they mistreat me, I will give my notice.
I am going to try to reschedule the interview with the electronics company for earlier in the day Tuesday (I start later on Tuesdays with the doctor, so that could work out. I don't feel very positive about that position, because he's been stringing me along since HALLOWEEN! He has made many promises about potential start dates, about times he would call me back, etc., and he has never, ever lived up to one of his promises. Doesn't speak well of his character and I imagine he would be the same if I worked for him. I've rather lost enthusiasm (and trust) regarding that job.
So I'm going to work for the person I call "Dr. Crazy", and I'm going to take it a day at a time. Each day I'll just focus on getting through that day. At the very least it will give us some Christmas money just in the nick of time, and if I can stick it out longer, it will help us to get back on our feet. We owe my parents money, and if I can work there long enough to get that paid back plus put a one month's bills aside in case of emergency, then I'll have done well. That's IF they aren't too abusive.
Hubby and I had quite a discussion today, and he finally told me to "just be a housewife and do NOTHING"! Well, as you can imagine, I gave him an earful about how being a housewife does not mean doing nothing! I asked him to think about who it is that has dinner on the table for him each night when he walks through the door, who cleans the house, takes care of the grocery shopping, banking, bill paying, washes his clothes, and even does the home maintenance as of late, and he hastily admitted that a housewife does not do "nothing".
He DID give me the green light to be a housewife if I want to though, which has been my greatest desire since I was little girl. I wanted to be just like my mom, only even more.
If I were a "housewife", I would keep my home immaculately clean, have time to landscape (getting him to even cut the grass is like pulling teeth!), and I would pursue art and crafty things with a gusto! I used to sell all sorts of handcrafted items in craft shows and it can be quite lucrative. I'd like to get started with that again, rejoin the local art society and get back into the shows, and really get moving on my Etsy store. I have several items that I'm working on for it right now and recently sold another bracelet. Not exactly a rousing response, but still, I'm pleased.
If I were a "housewife", I would also likely pick up part time jobs now and again. I would continue the housecleaning job I have for an elderly couple (I've done it for YEARS). I would probably pick up part time retail or even part time clerical jobs or temp jobs here and there to fund special projects for the house, or toward purchasing a new appliance (right now our dishwasher, microwave and refrigerator are broken down). Maybe to earn extra money to cover Christmas and birthday gifts, to help with bills, or may even toward a vacation some time in the future.
It's my dearest wish to be a housewife / creative hippy woman.
I'm glad that my husband brought it up today and gave his "permission" for me to do so. Now, he wasn't exactly being pleasant about it, but he repeated it again and again. Tonight, now that cooler heads prevail and we've made up, etc., I'm going to talk to him about it again. I will tell him that being a housewife/craftswoman is my ultimate goal and that I will be working toward that goal.
Here's the plan I've come up with to get there:
1) Work for Dr. Crazy right now for as long as I can, be it a day, a month or a year. During this time I will do art/craft projects as time and energy allow. Obviously not much can get done, but if I can complete and put 1 - 2 items up for sale in my Etsy shop per month it will be something to get me going, and it will probably help me therapeutically.
2) After I can no longer work for Dr. Crazy, I will transition to a part time job and focus even more time into building my artsy/craftsy self, add craft shows and art shows onto doing the Etsy shop.
3) When I feel it's time, I will then quit my part time job and focus full time on my artsy/craftsy life. (I will still clean the one house, and will go to the plan of picking up seasonal retail jobs, temp jobs, etc.).
I think this is reasonable, provided I can build momentum in the artsy/craftsy world. I like what I'm doing with old books right now, and I have tons of other ideas using old books that I can't wait to have the time to work on. Some are much larger scale projects, but I'm quite excited at the prospects.
It is worrisome to me that I may be being selfish in my plan/desires. But here's the thing...at some point in my life, I think I need to be the person that I really am inside. I think it will be healthy for me, and healthy for my marriage (happy wives eventually create happy husbands ;)
What do you think? Am I being selfish?
By my calculations, I will be at least 55 or 56 at the earliest (for the housewife transition). Unless this job turns out to be wretched and I move to the part time phase sooner than expected, or it the Etsy sales improve faster than I anticipate.
Thoughts?
Thursday, December 6, 2012
A Sort-Of Job Offer
The other day I noticed that a doctor I used to work for had a want ad in the paper for a medical assistant.
Now, the job was definitely flawed. The two clerical workers up front were grumpy ladies, over 60, who hate their jobs but are just putting in their time until retirement. Long hours, doctor a little nutty. But I loved the patients, I loved the medical end of it and felt very confident about what I was doing clinically. And the pay was great.
Sooo....since employers are not exactly beating down the doors to hire me, I contacted the doctor and told her I saw the ad and suggested myself for the position. Today she took me to lunch and we discussed it. We decided that I would come back and that I'd start this Saturday.
There was an office meeting today and she suggested I attend. It was scheduled for late afternoon/early evening, so I went home after lunch, planning on being at the office at 4:30. At 4:10 the doctor texted me, telling me NOT to come, that the two clerical workers were rebelling against the idea of me returning to the office and "didn't want to see my face".
:(
I'm still scheduled to start work on Saturday, but I'm having many mixed feelings.
We desperately need the money. We need it very, very badly. If I could manage to stay there for at least a year it would really help out my resume. And the money is desperately needed. Oh, and did I mention how very badly we need the money?
But on the other hand, I dread the idea of once again being in an abusive work environment.
Doesn't everyone deserve more than that? All I want is to be able to go to work and be treated like a professional. I don't want to be screamed at because some coworker is having a bad day. I don't want to be hit (slugged in the arm and shoulder) all day because someone is "a touchy-feely kind of person and just can't help it".
The hours are kinda rough; alternating back and forth between a 5 day and 6 day week every other week. 8-10 hours a day.
But the pay is high, and did I mention that we really need the money?
Not sure exactly what to do. I've got a text into the doctor to find out if she thinks the situation with the other women will ever be rectified. I suppose whether I go back to work there will depend upon her answer.
And on top of it all, I have an overwhelming feeling of anxiety. I wish I could stay home and be a housewife. I don't do stress very well anymore. I think I need to live a gentler existence to feel my healthiest possible.
Too many decisions to make. I'm not sure I want to/should jump back into that job again. Except for the darn money!
To be continued...
Now, the job was definitely flawed. The two clerical workers up front were grumpy ladies, over 60, who hate their jobs but are just putting in their time until retirement. Long hours, doctor a little nutty. But I loved the patients, I loved the medical end of it and felt very confident about what I was doing clinically. And the pay was great.
Sooo....since employers are not exactly beating down the doors to hire me, I contacted the doctor and told her I saw the ad and suggested myself for the position. Today she took me to lunch and we discussed it. We decided that I would come back and that I'd start this Saturday.
There was an office meeting today and she suggested I attend. It was scheduled for late afternoon/early evening, so I went home after lunch, planning on being at the office at 4:30. At 4:10 the doctor texted me, telling me NOT to come, that the two clerical workers were rebelling against the idea of me returning to the office and "didn't want to see my face".
:(
I'm still scheduled to start work on Saturday, but I'm having many mixed feelings.
We desperately need the money. We need it very, very badly. If I could manage to stay there for at least a year it would really help out my resume. And the money is desperately needed. Oh, and did I mention how very badly we need the money?
But on the other hand, I dread the idea of once again being in an abusive work environment.
Doesn't everyone deserve more than that? All I want is to be able to go to work and be treated like a professional. I don't want to be screamed at because some coworker is having a bad day. I don't want to be hit (slugged in the arm and shoulder) all day because someone is "a touchy-feely kind of person and just can't help it".
The hours are kinda rough; alternating back and forth between a 5 day and 6 day week every other week. 8-10 hours a day.
But the pay is high, and did I mention that we really need the money?
Not sure exactly what to do. I've got a text into the doctor to find out if she thinks the situation with the other women will ever be rectified. I suppose whether I go back to work there will depend upon her answer.
And on top of it all, I have an overwhelming feeling of anxiety. I wish I could stay home and be a housewife. I don't do stress very well anymore. I think I need to live a gentler existence to feel my healthiest possible.
Too many decisions to make. I'm not sure I want to/should jump back into that job again. Except for the darn money!
To be continued...
Thursday, November 29, 2012
*Sigh*
I feel so discouraged today.
I have not heard a word from the electronics company. They had promised to call me Wednesday or Thursday of this week. Well, it's later in the afternoon on Thursday and still no word. I feel that they are stringing me along and that they will make me an offer if they can't find someone better.
I've decided that I'm done taking the initiative in following through with this company. I've done all I can do while still maintaining a shred of dignity. My interview with them was on HALLOWEEN! If they wanted me they would have hired me by now. It's time for me to face facts and stop letting them blow smoke up my you-know-what.
Tomorrow I will start running position wanted ads on Craigslist. I don't see any other option. I don't even know if it will result in any actual interest (other than from weirdos), but I think it is worth a try in case it would get me in contact with even one decent employer.
Not a good day today.
I have not heard a word from the electronics company. They had promised to call me Wednesday or Thursday of this week. Well, it's later in the afternoon on Thursday and still no word. I feel that they are stringing me along and that they will make me an offer if they can't find someone better.
I've decided that I'm done taking the initiative in following through with this company. I've done all I can do while still maintaining a shred of dignity. My interview with them was on HALLOWEEN! If they wanted me they would have hired me by now. It's time for me to face facts and stop letting them blow smoke up my you-know-what.
Tomorrow I will start running position wanted ads on Craigslist. I don't see any other option. I don't even know if it will result in any actual interest (other than from weirdos), but I think it is worth a try in case it would get me in contact with even one decent employer.
Not a good day today.
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Still Grumping
I'm still grumping in my little corner of the world, hence no recent entries.
My elbow seemed to be on the mend, but we hosted Thanksgiving at our house this year which necessitated a very thorough cleaning (darn dogs!), after which I'm now finally beating back a severe flare up.
I do believe it is on the mend, but it will be a slow go, very similar to the slow healing of my rotator cuff injury a couple years back. It's very frustrating because I can't do any art work. I did a very small drawing two weeks ago that set me into a two day flare up. Sigh. It's so frustrating to be at home and have the time to devote to projects yet be physically unable.
My knee flared up yesterday and so that's hurting me too. I was diagnosed with osteoarthritis in my right knee back when I was 38 years old. Every now and again it gives me trouble. Back on Glucosamine/MSM to see if that can help. I can't take NSAIDs and hate taking too much Tylenol, so I'm just putting up with it right now. If it hurts enough to interrupt my sleep again tonight I will take the Tylenol though. Today I'm going to give myself a good soak in epsom salts and see if that helps at all.
Let's see...have I grumbled enough yet? LOL!
It appears that I'm not out of the running on one of the jobs I interviewed for! I spoke with the wife of the owner of the electronics firm yesterday and she told me that they really liked me, that she particularly liked me, and that they had 2 people to interview this week and would call me Wednesday or Thursday of this week. She said the whole hiring process came to a standstill because the owner decided to go off hunting for a while and dropped the ball.
I'm hoping that this pans out and I am eventually offered the job. I don't have any other potential employers right now. I've sent out gobs of resumes, but I'm not being called for interviews. I'm starting to feel a bit panicky. If I don't hear positive news from the electronics firm this week I am thinking of running a "position wanted" ad on Craigslist (no worries - I'll be very careful!).
I supposed I'm a bit depressed right now. Particularly since the holidays are coming up and I'm unable to purchase any gifts, make any gifts, etc., etc.
My, I do throw a good pity party, don't I?!
My elbow seemed to be on the mend, but we hosted Thanksgiving at our house this year which necessitated a very thorough cleaning (darn dogs!), after which I'm now finally beating back a severe flare up.
I do believe it is on the mend, but it will be a slow go, very similar to the slow healing of my rotator cuff injury a couple years back. It's very frustrating because I can't do any art work. I did a very small drawing two weeks ago that set me into a two day flare up. Sigh. It's so frustrating to be at home and have the time to devote to projects yet be physically unable.
My knee flared up yesterday and so that's hurting me too. I was diagnosed with osteoarthritis in my right knee back when I was 38 years old. Every now and again it gives me trouble. Back on Glucosamine/MSM to see if that can help. I can't take NSAIDs and hate taking too much Tylenol, so I'm just putting up with it right now. If it hurts enough to interrupt my sleep again tonight I will take the Tylenol though. Today I'm going to give myself a good soak in epsom salts and see if that helps at all.
Let's see...have I grumbled enough yet? LOL!
It appears that I'm not out of the running on one of the jobs I interviewed for! I spoke with the wife of the owner of the electronics firm yesterday and she told me that they really liked me, that she particularly liked me, and that they had 2 people to interview this week and would call me Wednesday or Thursday of this week. She said the whole hiring process came to a standstill because the owner decided to go off hunting for a while and dropped the ball.
I'm hoping that this pans out and I am eventually offered the job. I don't have any other potential employers right now. I've sent out gobs of resumes, but I'm not being called for interviews. I'm starting to feel a bit panicky. If I don't hear positive news from the electronics firm this week I am thinking of running a "position wanted" ad on Craigslist (no worries - I'll be very careful!).
I supposed I'm a bit depressed right now. Particularly since the holidays are coming up and I'm unable to purchase any gifts, make any gifts, etc., etc.
My, I do throw a good pity party, don't I?!
Thursday, November 8, 2012
I wish I had a more positive entry
Tomorrow I go to turn in my keys from the wacko practice I just quit working for. They "think" my paycheck is being automatically deposited as they have no check for me. All I can say is there better be a check in my account tomorrow morning or we're going to have a very, very tight time of it. It will be tight even with the check, but it will help.
Weird feedback on 2 jobs that seemed promising, the chiropractic/wellness practice and the electronics company admin job.
I had yet another interview at the wellness center this week. This was the oddest interview I ever had. The questions were along the lines of a Barbara Walters interview, "If you could be any type of tree, what kind would you be?". Actually, they asked me what kind of animal I would be and why. Then what kind of animal I would NOT want to be. I have no idea what this kind of nonsense has to do my clinical abilities or my treatment of patients.
At both interviews, both with the electronics company and the wellness center, they actually had the audacity to bring up my age! I was flabbergasted, as it is illegal to discriminate due to age.
At the wellness center I was quizzed at length as to how I would handle it if my supervisor turned out to be younger than me. Really? Who cares! As long as they know their stuff I could not care less how old they are. I was told repeatedly that I was "considerably older" than the other staff members. OK. You are worried that I'm too old for your practice and won't fit in with all the younger people (including you). I get it.
At the electronics company I was asked point blank how old I am! How illegal is that?! I was told I was obviously the oldest applicant (ok, way to make me feel old and suck away my confidence), and was asked when I planned on retiring. I told them the truth -- that I doubted if I'd ever be able to retire.
I feel disillusioned and discouraged as I was obviously the victim of agism at both places. Part of me still holds out some hope that one of the two places will make me an offer, but then my insecure self steps up and reminds me of all the comments about my age and I feel rather hopeless.
What a "Debby Downer" I am today!
In the meantime it looks like I'll be cleaning houses 3 days a week in order to keep some money coming in. My old boss at the hippy store hooked me up with her best friend who runs a cleaning service. I guess she's overwhelmed right now and desperately needs the help. I'll clean for her Monday, Wednesday and Friday next week, then Tuesday, Wednesday and Friday the following week.
I'm thankful to at least have something to keep money coming in, but it would be disingenuous of me if I didn't admit that a big part of me is disappointed that is where I've landed. I mean, I ran my own cleaning service about 10 years ago. It is definitely discouraging to think that I've gone through years of school, spent lots of money, time and tears getting through the studies, clinicals and then the cruddy "starter" medical jobs, just to end up scrubbing toilets again, only this time for someone else. Makes me think I should have just kept my own cleaning business.
Meh. I know I'll end up with a decent job eventually, I just have to keep looking. And I need to admit to myself that I'm no cute young thing anymore. I'm old and I apparently look it.
I need to stop writing as I'm just discouraging myself further. Surely I'll feel better about it after a good night's sleep preceded by reading in bed, snuggled with one of the dogs with my hubby snoring beside me, and a nice mug of tusi tea.
I promise my next entry will actually be about something. LOL!
Weird feedback on 2 jobs that seemed promising, the chiropractic/wellness practice and the electronics company admin job.
I had yet another interview at the wellness center this week. This was the oddest interview I ever had. The questions were along the lines of a Barbara Walters interview, "If you could be any type of tree, what kind would you be?". Actually, they asked me what kind of animal I would be and why. Then what kind of animal I would NOT want to be. I have no idea what this kind of nonsense has to do my clinical abilities or my treatment of patients.
At both interviews, both with the electronics company and the wellness center, they actually had the audacity to bring up my age! I was flabbergasted, as it is illegal to discriminate due to age.
At the wellness center I was quizzed at length as to how I would handle it if my supervisor turned out to be younger than me. Really? Who cares! As long as they know their stuff I could not care less how old they are. I was told repeatedly that I was "considerably older" than the other staff members. OK. You are worried that I'm too old for your practice and won't fit in with all the younger people (including you). I get it.
At the electronics company I was asked point blank how old I am! How illegal is that?! I was told I was obviously the oldest applicant (ok, way to make me feel old and suck away my confidence), and was asked when I planned on retiring. I told them the truth -- that I doubted if I'd ever be able to retire.
I feel disillusioned and discouraged as I was obviously the victim of agism at both places. Part of me still holds out some hope that one of the two places will make me an offer, but then my insecure self steps up and reminds me of all the comments about my age and I feel rather hopeless.
What a "Debby Downer" I am today!
In the meantime it looks like I'll be cleaning houses 3 days a week in order to keep some money coming in. My old boss at the hippy store hooked me up with her best friend who runs a cleaning service. I guess she's overwhelmed right now and desperately needs the help. I'll clean for her Monday, Wednesday and Friday next week, then Tuesday, Wednesday and Friday the following week.
I'm thankful to at least have something to keep money coming in, but it would be disingenuous of me if I didn't admit that a big part of me is disappointed that is where I've landed. I mean, I ran my own cleaning service about 10 years ago. It is definitely discouraging to think that I've gone through years of school, spent lots of money, time and tears getting through the studies, clinicals and then the cruddy "starter" medical jobs, just to end up scrubbing toilets again, only this time for someone else. Makes me think I should have just kept my own cleaning business.
Meh. I know I'll end up with a decent job eventually, I just have to keep looking. And I need to admit to myself that I'm no cute young thing anymore. I'm old and I apparently look it.
I need to stop writing as I'm just discouraging myself further. Surely I'll feel better about it after a good night's sleep preceded by reading in bed, snuggled with one of the dogs with my hubby snoring beside me, and a nice mug of tusi tea.
I promise my next entry will actually be about something. LOL!
Thursday, November 1, 2012
My New Job: Interviewing
I never thought this blog would take such a work-oriented rabbit trail, but I suppose it's the path I'm on for the moment.
Going back to work for an ex-employer has imploded. I should have known better. There was a reason I left in the first place, and I should never have simply taking their word for it that "things are SOOO much better now"!
Long story short: I was offered X amount of hours in exchange for X amount of dollars, doing X work. Turns out I'm not doing any medical assisting, I'm nothing but a glorified receptionist ("glorified" because I wear scrubs) *rolls eyes*. The medical assistant, who does not have the credentials and knowledge I do (not being arrogant, just truthful), has been made my immediate supervisor. It turns out that I am expected to stay until all the work is done (including the MA's work - I'm supposed to pick up her slack).
Now, I already am working 8-9 hours straight with NO lunch break of any kind. Not even 15 minutes. That lasted for 2 days. Then I was informed that when I'm done with my 8-9 hours in the front office, I'm to go back to the MA and ask her what she needs done and stay an additional couple of hours making calls for her, refilling prescriptions for her, etc. Hmmmm....I used to have HER job. Nobody helped me do those things. And I have learned that she does not take all vitals for the patients! She's copying the data from past visits in the name of speed. (Yes, I am informing the doctor of this.) And this gem is my boss!
Yesterday she told me that I have to stay after my 8-9 hours until the work is done. That this is the job description (which I was never told before hired!). I replied that I would not be doing that. It was made clear that I HAD to or I should look for another job. I told her I would look for another job.
Of course they want me to continue working until they find someone else, but WHY? I've worked a total of 6 days! Why would I continue to be trained for a position I already know I will not be accepting? I think they believe I'll just fall into it and never get around to looking for another job and will end up staying (and working the long hours) by default. No. Going. To. Happen. The last time I worked there I used to come in at 7:30 like I do now, and stay until 9PM. No. Not again! I started having chest pains, panic attacks, etc., the last time due to the hours and stress. I already started with that this week. I was fine from the day I quit last year until the week I returned.
Conclusion: This job is completely unhealthy for me in many ways and the staff, especially the office manager, are not grounded in reality.
On the up side, I had 2 job interviews today! One with a chiropractor that went VERY well. The doctor told me that I should expect her to call me for a second interview with her partner soon. While driving on the way home from the interview, I received a cell phone call from the partner. I pulled over and we conducted the second interview over the phone right then! It went extremely well and I feel 100% confident that they will offer me a position within the next week or two (the time frame they said that they would be making offers). They have several MA positions open, so I feel confident that I will receive an offer.
The second interview was with an electronics firm. Had a great interview with the owner and his wife. We got along famously, they loved my experience and resume, and my age was actually in my favor! They are looking for an "older" woman. LOL! It was the first time I was asked in an interview if I planned on retiring soon. I don't know whether to laugh or cry over that one. What the heck. Laughing is healthier.....LOL! :-) With this job I feel 90% confident that I will be made an offer.
BOTH jobs offer FULL benefits: 401K, 100% employer paid health insurance, PTO, paid vacations and holidays.
It's time I started valuing myself more. I am coming to the conclusion that I've had crappy jobs and been treated poorly on the job because I had a "victim" air about me. I never spoke up for myself. Well, I do now. The invisible "kick me" sign is off my back, and I'm going after decent jobs now. Why would I expect employers to treat me with dignity and respect and value me if my own body language and if the things I tolerate show that I don't have any respect for myself or see my own value.
Getting philosophical in my old age.
Going back to work for an ex-employer has imploded. I should have known better. There was a reason I left in the first place, and I should never have simply taking their word for it that "things are SOOO much better now"!
Long story short: I was offered X amount of hours in exchange for X amount of dollars, doing X work. Turns out I'm not doing any medical assisting, I'm nothing but a glorified receptionist ("glorified" because I wear scrubs) *rolls eyes*. The medical assistant, who does not have the credentials and knowledge I do (not being arrogant, just truthful), has been made my immediate supervisor. It turns out that I am expected to stay until all the work is done (including the MA's work - I'm supposed to pick up her slack).
Now, I already am working 8-9 hours straight with NO lunch break of any kind. Not even 15 minutes. That lasted for 2 days. Then I was informed that when I'm done with my 8-9 hours in the front office, I'm to go back to the MA and ask her what she needs done and stay an additional couple of hours making calls for her, refilling prescriptions for her, etc. Hmmmm....I used to have HER job. Nobody helped me do those things. And I have learned that she does not take all vitals for the patients! She's copying the data from past visits in the name of speed. (Yes, I am informing the doctor of this.) And this gem is my boss!
Yesterday she told me that I have to stay after my 8-9 hours until the work is done. That this is the job description (which I was never told before hired!). I replied that I would not be doing that. It was made clear that I HAD to or I should look for another job. I told her I would look for another job.
Of course they want me to continue working until they find someone else, but WHY? I've worked a total of 6 days! Why would I continue to be trained for a position I already know I will not be accepting? I think they believe I'll just fall into it and never get around to looking for another job and will end up staying (and working the long hours) by default. No. Going. To. Happen. The last time I worked there I used to come in at 7:30 like I do now, and stay until 9PM. No. Not again! I started having chest pains, panic attacks, etc., the last time due to the hours and stress. I already started with that this week. I was fine from the day I quit last year until the week I returned.
Conclusion: This job is completely unhealthy for me in many ways and the staff, especially the office manager, are not grounded in reality.
On the up side, I had 2 job interviews today! One with a chiropractor that went VERY well. The doctor told me that I should expect her to call me for a second interview with her partner soon. While driving on the way home from the interview, I received a cell phone call from the partner. I pulled over and we conducted the second interview over the phone right then! It went extremely well and I feel 100% confident that they will offer me a position within the next week or two (the time frame they said that they would be making offers). They have several MA positions open, so I feel confident that I will receive an offer.
The second interview was with an electronics firm. Had a great interview with the owner and his wife. We got along famously, they loved my experience and resume, and my age was actually in my favor! They are looking for an "older" woman. LOL! It was the first time I was asked in an interview if I planned on retiring soon. I don't know whether to laugh or cry over that one. What the heck. Laughing is healthier.....LOL! :-) With this job I feel 90% confident that I will be made an offer.
BOTH jobs offer FULL benefits: 401K, 100% employer paid health insurance, PTO, paid vacations and holidays.
It's time I started valuing myself more. I am coming to the conclusion that I've had crappy jobs and been treated poorly on the job because I had a "victim" air about me. I never spoke up for myself. Well, I do now. The invisible "kick me" sign is off my back, and I'm going after decent jobs now. Why would I expect employers to treat me with dignity and respect and value me if my own body language and if the things I tolerate show that I don't have any respect for myself or see my own value.
Getting philosophical in my old age.
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