Honoring Words

I really don't know what to blog right now. I have a lot of ideas but seems my brain appears fried right now. But oh well..... I'll try typing and we'll see what it will make. Hopefully it will be fruitful.

I might probably write some random thoughts about similar experiences.... why not? Life is not getting easier lately. I mean it really takes a tooth for a tooth to get on track but I don't care anymore. I'm just merely tired and exhausted now.

Firstly, my DON at Playa del Rey was offering me a unit manager position last month and when I told her about my 45 days vacation this October and November she changed her mind. Like I care either. I wasn't the one asking. She was the one offering and now that I told her about my plans she retracted her decisions. What an unprofessional!

Well, I'm not really hoping for the position because I felt that I'm not gonna last in that place but you know in the first place she shouldn't have offered it to me. I didn't even asked for it and she was the one insisting for me to orient for the job, now the air had shifted because of me tendering my vacation leave.

Ah well.... why should I bother myself about people who doesn't have a word of honor. I mean she has to honor her words right? But oh well, if they are happy with it, I'm might surprise them by leaving without due notice. I don't need to work there anyway.

My decision to leave that place is because firstly, it took me a long drive to go there. Beating the traffic took me at least an hour to get there. It's just really stressful to do that everyday and it's not really healthwise to keep such tensions everyday. It's very stressful.

Secondly, the bulk of work is too much, from passing meds, to doing wound treatments, initiating care plans and doing a lot of bulky works. It's not ideal at all. We were overworked and had a lot of things to do paper wise. Not at all ideal!

Thirdly, of course... the unprofessionalism is rampart. I'm almost emetic trying to not accept the fact that that place was overly reeking of unprofessional behavior. From favoritism, to hyprocrisy, not honoring words, and from being overly dramatic. It really made me puke!

Ah well, just airing out my frustrations which was basically the gist of my story today. There you are at least I've written what's in my mind right now. At first, I didn't have anything to write and now, viola! Finish the product finally and it was fruitful although it was a pessimistic missal yet productive. Ciao!