I think I wrote last month that my work place was going through some changes, but here’s a recap. Basically my department was going to transition into being run by another company, not strange in the medical field I guess, but it was scary. We had heard rumors from the beginning that we would be laid off, but the big head execs reassured us that NOBODY was being let go. Well fast forward to early November, and they laid off about 15 of us. The whole thing was horrible since we all assumed we were transitioning to the new company together. The blatant lies coming from our CEO, HR, and other supervisors was so unprofessional and the whole process was handled so poorly.
I was one of the lucky ones to keep my job, although they had made it very apparent that my position was not needed and I got the feeling they would eventually get rid of me. I took it as a sign I needed to just bide my time and start looking for work elsewhere. I was willing to do just that and stick it out for as long as I could. In reality, I just needed to wait it out until August since my son was going to the daycare on site and would be starting Kindergarten in August. That was the ONLY reason I was going to wait it out, I had nobody else to watch him and the daycare was so close.
Well the week before D-day (we were officially switching over January 1st) the company decided to implement a new program throughout the whole hospital. This was their selling point, that it would make the nurses and pharmacists lives so much easier. Well, needless to say things did not go swimmingly. They had no communication with the hospital about when this program was going to go live, and the day it did everyone was confused. So, they tried to blame me. They said that because I did not send out the meeting minutes from the previous week (day before Christmas weekend), that it was my fault their was no communication between the nursing staff and pharmacy.
I just looked at him and explained that this is not my area of expertise and normally the director (his position) or whoever was heading the program would send out an email to the staff letting them know what was going to happen. I had no idea how the program worked and my meeting minutes are only sent internally to our department, it is not used as a memo to the entire hospital. He just looked at me and said “No, the communication issue is because you didn’t send out the minutes. That’s why this is going so badly.”
So, after talking it over with my mom, I cleaned out my desk and told my coworkers that the following day would be my last. I was not going to be their scapegoat for the next 8 months and put my wellbeing at jeopard. Luckily for me, since we were no longer a part of the hospital and were technically being “laid off” on December 31st, I just said I wasn’t transitioning and was labeled as being laid off. I left my notice on their desks along with my badges Friday afternoon. They didnt see it until Tuesday morning, and I gotta admit I did feel kind of badass just walking out of there. It was my little f*ck you to them for treating us so poorly those last few months.
Now I am just focusing on spending time with Adam and hopefully going to get back into school. I would love for this year to be a turning point in my photography career but I am leaving that up to the big man upstairs. My coworker told me he was happy I was sticking up for myself (he was one of the ones to be let go in November) and he said that when things like this happen, it always turns out for the better. So I have to hold on to that hope that something good will come out of this.
2018 will be a year of positive growth. I just know it.