If you’ll remember, I’m an OT. And for the last 15 years or so, I’ve been working in pediatrics. I have my own private practice working with kids with special needs, and this means that all of my treatment hours are after school. This is, ironically, when my own kids are home. And it started to present a conflict for me.
So recently I started looking for an OT job with daytime hours. I began by volunteering in a Sub-Acute Rehab Facility (what most people would still call a nursing home). I realized that I remembered a lot more than what I thought I remembered about geriatrics. And the patients are a hoot! I decided to apply for their prn position (which means “as needed” in medical lingo; kind of like being a substitute therapist) at their facility that was about a 25 min drive from my house. Lo and behold, I got the job!
So after being interviewed by the Rehab Director (RD) and the Director of Human Resources (DHR), getting drug tested (I passed! Shew!), and having an FBI background check, we set a start date for….TODAY! I was told by the RD to show up at 8:00 AM in Human Resources with 2 forms of ID and expect to stay for 4 hours for inprocessing.
So I showed up at 7:55 at Human Resources with 2 forms of ID and a big goofy grin on my face. The DHR took one look at me and asked what I was doing there. I told her I was there to start inprocessing with her and she informed me that she had no idea I was coming and she had no time to devote to me today. Hmmmmm…. This was not the greeting I expected. I offered to wait a while and just go hang out in the Rehab Department and get to know the other therapists and patients. She said I couldn’t do that since I had officially accepted the job I was considered employed by them, but I couldn’t interact with the patients until I had gone through orientation. So she told me to go home and come back next Wednesday for an all-day class. (That’s a little different than the 4 hours I was told to plan for…)
Seriously? You’re not ready for me? Go home on my first day? I’m flabbergasted. But, well, OK.
So now I’m home and I’m wondering what kind of company I’m going to be working for. This morning’s events are not sitting well with me right now, but I just keep reminding myself how much fun it is to work with the patients. And so I’ll go back Wednesday…for them.
And never one to waste an opportunity, I’ll go to a last-minute breakfast with a friend this morning. 🙂