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Re: Can we discuss this?
oh, and I am totally thising Sara and Winged. I get emails until 10pm and weekends that I am expected to answer. My day starts at 6:30 am and goes on until my boss stops. My Boss got mad when one of the employees was reluctant to go into work during her vacation of the holidays when her daughter was visiting.
It's gotten to the point were people are expected to put work way above family and personal time and it's not good.
Husbands should be like Kleenex: Soft, strong, and disposable.
Ugh, my old job was getting like that. SO glad I got out. I'm sorry.
I understand the occasional 4 or 5 am meeting (rather that than the midnight it is in China sometimes). It happens when you work for an international company. But if I come in at 4, you best believe I'm out of here at one o'clock.
The nerve!
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I definitely think companies should allow some flexibility for everyone, rather they have kids or not.
That said, didn't sjc catch hell on NEY for using meds while working? Like, a lot of meds? Because she was soooo stressed out and tired from her job? If so, I'm not surprised she's still having issues at work and they're probably fed up with it.
I think with sjc, I would guess that she is having issues at work that just aren't about childcare. In my experience, you only get grief for something like this when you have a history. I find that, in the era we live in where most families have 2 working parents, superiors are more understanding of childcare issues.
I get discouraged about how much of my time I spend working. I really don't think it's an employer specific issue for me as much as it is just the culture. I often wonder if I'm going to get to the end of my life and wonder why I spend so much time working. Sometimes I fantasize about living in some community in the Netherlands where the avg home is small, people have less and spend more time enjoying life.
Oh YES! Thank you Fallin! Now a bermember the blog, the night shift, the complaining.
Hmm, I wonder what Green Clown thinks?
Oh come on. There isn't a human service professional alive that doesn't complain about the people they deal with in some form or another.
And what does greenclown have to do with it? Is she a nurse?
Husbands should be like Kleenex: Soft, strong, and disposable.
Maybe there's not many. But don't then act like it's some big sacrifice to work this job but you only do it for the LOVE of your patients. Nothing in the way SJC acted about it suggested that was true.
I'm picking up what you're putting down.
For less then ten cents a day, you can feed a hungry child.
No, I think sjc was on painkillers, too. That sounds familiar to me. But if that other chick was hippy, I could see how she might bump into stuff on a regular basis.
What is dawg throwin down?
Husbands should be like Kleenex: Soft, strong, and disposable.
Now I want to make moo go crazy.
Green Clown!
Green Clown!
Green Clown!
That's GC's home board and Lambie (SJC) in the "in" crowd over there.
GC lurks here and sometimes comments and we like her. Everytime she post here we tell her we are going to ask her opinion on things just to make her post. So this is the perfect time to ask:
Green Clown, what DO you think?
I was wondering when you all were going to figure out her identity. I figured it out right around the time that the baby was born because Moo and I both commented on a picture on FB. My worlds collided and then I figured out who she used to be after I saw a few of you on her friends list.
Anyway. I really do think she gets shiit on at work and I'm a fan of her. Oh, and her H did stay home yesterday. I agree that she needs to get backup daycare, and I can see how it's tough when you're living somewhere without family around. If all the centers are closed because it's the storm of the century, I don't know how you can help it.
:hugs GC:: Look at you all 34 weeks and stuff.
I feel like her writing style is different now, so I never would have guessed it was her.
Ditto. I was like "No, no way!" but then I went to her FB to double-check what her kid looks like.
I like sjc and I still don't get the flak she got for her blog. There are plenty of nurses/doctors/EMTs/psychiatrists who really do care for their patients and bust their asses for them ... but they're human and they're going to encounter crazies and just all around shiitty people and need an outlet.
Husbands should be like Kleenex: Soft, strong, and disposable.
I want to think that my medical care provider is professional enough that she isn't collecting stories about me at my vulnerable times to get some chuckles by publishing them on the internet. Share it with your spouse or friends if you need to to, but don't use patients to garner attenion online. That's shiitty.
"That chick wins at Penises, for sure." -- Fenton
And there are an equal number of medical professional crazy blogs.
If you forget that you shoved strawberries up your hoo-ha and DAYS LATER go to the ER screaming that you're passing giant clots when your body is really finally just expelling the foreign bodies, you're just begging to be on the internet. Ditto if you shove a coffee stirrer up your urethra looking for sexual gratification.
Husbands should be like Kleenex: Soft, strong, and disposable.