Daddy Forever also asked about my paycheck. There was some confusion (to say the least) as to whether or not I would get it. The story started here. The last update was here.
Well, I went to pick up my check on Friday, like he said. There were TWO girls in the front office TRYING to figure out how to run the front desk. I'm not saying they are dumb or anything. They had ABSOLUTELY NO TRAINING. Can you imagine trying to take over an office without having anyone there to show you where anything was?!
As I walk up to the front window, my eyes meet with the youngest of the two, just barely out of dental assisting school. I had met both girls during an interview about 2 months ago. Dr. had disapproved of both of them at that time, but I guess they would work now. Before I could even get the words to ask for my check out of my mouth, they were BEGGING me to help them. SIGH. Why do I have to be so nice? I don't work there anymore...
I spent about 10 minutes showing them some basics and correcting them-Dr. had told them a few things that were incorrect about the front office. He was never up there-he wouldn't know... I then look in the envelope with my name on it-NO PAYCHECK. Instead, it was a copy of some 401k information that I already had-no note, no explanation. Nothing.
I asked one of the girls to go back to the operatory where Dr was doing fillings and tell him I needed my paycheck. She hesitated, but I insisted. She returned to tell me that it was in the mail.
OH! THE SWEAR WORDS THAT WERE RUNNING THROUGH MY HEAD! I didn't take it out on the girls, but they did know that I wasn't happy with their new boss! I didn't bring it up, but when the older of the two asked me why I had quit, I told them that he had become very difficult to work with the past month or two.
When I got home, my paycheck was in the mailbox, meaning he had mailed it WEDNESDAY AFTERNOON, right after I stood outside his locked door, telling him over the phone (IN THE FREEZING COLD) that he needed to give me the paycheck.
It was the exact paycheck that the delivery man had brought to him on Wednesday, meaning he was just being as asshole when he didn't give it to me. He was also being an asshole when he didn't call me and tell me that he was mailing it.
He owes me for one day, so maybe the drama is over, maybe it isn't. I'm just glad I'm not there anymore!!
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Thursday, February 08, 2007
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Last Time, I Promise...Probably
(back story available under "dental stories" category)
Okay, I know I said I'd stop talking about work, but I did state this exception: unless I didn't get my paycheck...
I just couldn't help myself-I have to give ya'll another example of how crazy he is!
Well, I guess you know where this story is going! Even though I was the only one who worked at the office, Dr. had his payroll done professionally. Knowing that the delivery person would show up at 11:55 like usual, I showed up in the parking lot at...11:52. I waited one minute after he left and walked into the office.
Dr. was at the front desk (ha ha he hasn't found anyone to replace me yet). I told him I was there to pick up my paycheck. He told me that he didn't have it because he called the payroll and told them that I wasn't working there anymore; the payroll said it would be ready by Friday. (The check is actually dated for Friday-it is just delivered on Wednesday.) He told me that my check would've been for 2 weeks even though I only worked for one week and one day. I told him that the check was a week behind, so the check today should've been fine, set for two weeks. He then argued with me and told me that it wasn't, and that everything would be ready for me on Friday. I told him I'd be in at noon on Friday.
Dr. then told me that he had taken a message for me. He handed me a piece of paper that he had written that had the name of an elementary school, the secretary, and the phone number. I had an interview with that principal today at 11:00, leaving there to go straight to Dr's office to pick up my check. The school had called me on my cell phone Monday (when I still worked at the office), and I had returned the call from the office. Unless the school used caller id from that call, I'm not sure how the school got the number for the Dr's office. I never gave it to them...
I asked the Dr. if he talked to her (the secretary)? Did he know how long ago she called? I didn't tell him, but I had just left the school, so I don't know why they would need to call me back so soon. He told me that the call came in about 1/2 hour before. That would have been the exact time that I was leaving the school. Well, maybe I left something behind or something and that is why she called...
I left the Dr's office. On the way home, I told Josh what happened and said that the Dr. wasn't very clear about it, but that I would be getting my paycheck on Friday. Thinking I was going to get screwed out of a week's pay, Josh convinced me to go back and get better clarification. By this time, I had found my paycheck stub from two weeks ago, showing that I was indeed correct: they paycheck was one week behind, so I SHOULD be getting a full paycheck, plus one day on the next payroll.
When I got back to the office, it was locked. He always has it locked for the lunch hour, so this wasn't unusual, but it was annoying because I knew he was inside; I just couldn't get to him. I decided to wait until 1:00 and talk to him then, when I knew the door would be open.
I wasted time at K-mart then came back at 12:55. I waited in the parking lot, right in front of the door. After waiting 7 minutes, I didn't see him come to the door to unlock it. I went up to see if maybe he had unlocked it before I got there. Nope. I went back and waited until ten after. I then got out in the freezing cold again and went to the door. I called him on my cell phone and said, "It's Mari. Can you please come unlock the door? There is something I want to ask you."
"Like what, Mari?"
"It is about my paycheck."
He then rattles off about how it would be ready for me on Friday. I told him that I wanted to make sure I was getting paid for two weeks and that I had my paycheck stub showing that it is indeed set up one week behind.
He goes on to tell me that he can't do anything about it until the lady from the payroll contacts him, so it is pointless for him to even look at anything right now. He tells me not to worry about it because it would be taken care of. I told him that I WAS worried about it because it is my rent check that he is messing with, and I really don't want to get kicked out of our house because he is wrong.
He then made a comment about my knowing him and that if it weren't taken care of on Friday, he would take care of it. More than likely, the payroll was going to add my last day on the check and be done with it.
I felt like saying that I DID know him, which is why I was worried. The fact that he has no idea what is going on is reason enough to be worried.
Since I was still standing outside in the cold at this point, and he obviously wasn't going to let me in (what, am I going to hit him over the head with my cell phone and run away WITHOUT my check?), I just thanked him for letting me in during such cold weather. I really appreciated the gesture. Then I hung up.
As for the message from the school that he gave me? THE SECRETARY NEVER CALLED HIM. I called her while I was waiting for him to get back from lunch. She said she hadn't called, and maybe I was getting it mixed up with the message she had left to schedule the interview. WTF? Now, I look like an unorganized idiot for no reason, just what I want to do after an interview!! The only thing I can think of is that I left the note that I scribbled with the school name, secretary's name, and phone number on it on my desk when I was "fired," so maybe he gave me that information. But the message he gave me was in his own handwriting.
So, does this crazy man think that he talked to her? It is just crazy. That is the only way to describe it. He never talked to the secretary, let alone doing so half an hour prior to giving me the message. Was he just trying to give me a message in error-to what end? So weird. I don't even know what to think about it.
So, the saga continues, I guess...
What do you think is going on?!
Okay, I know I said I'd stop talking about work, but I did state this exception: unless I didn't get my paycheck...
I just couldn't help myself-I have to give ya'll another example of how crazy he is!
Well, I guess you know where this story is going! Even though I was the only one who worked at the office, Dr. had his payroll done professionally. Knowing that the delivery person would show up at 11:55 like usual, I showed up in the parking lot at...11:52. I waited one minute after he left and walked into the office.
Dr. was at the front desk (ha ha he hasn't found anyone to replace me yet). I told him I was there to pick up my paycheck. He told me that he didn't have it because he called the payroll and told them that I wasn't working there anymore; the payroll said it would be ready by Friday. (The check is actually dated for Friday-it is just delivered on Wednesday.) He told me that my check would've been for 2 weeks even though I only worked for one week and one day. I told him that the check was a week behind, so the check today should've been fine, set for two weeks. He then argued with me and told me that it wasn't, and that everything would be ready for me on Friday. I told him I'd be in at noon on Friday.
Dr. then told me that he had taken a message for me. He handed me a piece of paper that he had written that had the name of an elementary school, the secretary, and the phone number. I had an interview with that principal today at 11:00, leaving there to go straight to Dr's office to pick up my check. The school had called me on my cell phone Monday (when I still worked at the office), and I had returned the call from the office. Unless the school used caller id from that call, I'm not sure how the school got the number for the Dr's office. I never gave it to them...
I asked the Dr. if he talked to her (the secretary)? Did he know how long ago she called? I didn't tell him, but I had just left the school, so I don't know why they would need to call me back so soon. He told me that the call came in about 1/2 hour before. That would have been the exact time that I was leaving the school. Well, maybe I left something behind or something and that is why she called...
I left the Dr's office. On the way home, I told Josh what happened and said that the Dr. wasn't very clear about it, but that I would be getting my paycheck on Friday. Thinking I was going to get screwed out of a week's pay, Josh convinced me to go back and get better clarification. By this time, I had found my paycheck stub from two weeks ago, showing that I was indeed correct: they paycheck was one week behind, so I SHOULD be getting a full paycheck, plus one day on the next payroll.
When I got back to the office, it was locked. He always has it locked for the lunch hour, so this wasn't unusual, but it was annoying because I knew he was inside; I just couldn't get to him. I decided to wait until 1:00 and talk to him then, when I knew the door would be open.
I wasted time at K-mart then came back at 12:55. I waited in the parking lot, right in front of the door. After waiting 7 minutes, I didn't see him come to the door to unlock it. I went up to see if maybe he had unlocked it before I got there. Nope. I went back and waited until ten after. I then got out in the freezing cold again and went to the door. I called him on my cell phone and said, "It's Mari. Can you please come unlock the door? There is something I want to ask you."
"Like what, Mari?"
"It is about my paycheck."
He then rattles off about how it would be ready for me on Friday. I told him that I wanted to make sure I was getting paid for two weeks and that I had my paycheck stub showing that it is indeed set up one week behind.
He goes on to tell me that he can't do anything about it until the lady from the payroll contacts him, so it is pointless for him to even look at anything right now. He tells me not to worry about it because it would be taken care of. I told him that I WAS worried about it because it is my rent check that he is messing with, and I really don't want to get kicked out of our house because he is wrong.
He then made a comment about my knowing him and that if it weren't taken care of on Friday, he would take care of it. More than likely, the payroll was going to add my last day on the check and be done with it.
I felt like saying that I DID know him, which is why I was worried. The fact that he has no idea what is going on is reason enough to be worried.
Since I was still standing outside in the cold at this point, and he obviously wasn't going to let me in (what, am I going to hit him over the head with my cell phone and run away WITHOUT my check?), I just thanked him for letting me in during such cold weather. I really appreciated the gesture. Then I hung up.
As for the message from the school that he gave me? THE SECRETARY NEVER CALLED HIM. I called her while I was waiting for him to get back from lunch. She said she hadn't called, and maybe I was getting it mixed up with the message she had left to schedule the interview. WTF? Now, I look like an unorganized idiot for no reason, just what I want to do after an interview!! The only thing I can think of is that I left the note that I scribbled with the school name, secretary's name, and phone number on it on my desk when I was "fired," so maybe he gave me that information. But the message he gave me was in his own handwriting.
So, does this crazy man think that he talked to her? It is just crazy. That is the only way to describe it. He never talked to the secretary, let alone doing so half an hour prior to giving me the message. Was he just trying to give me a message in error-to what end? So weird. I don't even know what to think about it.
So, the saga continues, I guess...
What do you think is going on?!
Monday, January 29, 2007
More Drama
Originally, I was going to post again about how weird it is to give someone two weeks notice that you are quitting, when the reason given in the letter of resignation is personality differences (meaning the boss is crazy). I was going to say that he was really mean right after I told him, then he was really nice last week. I was going to say that tomorrow is my last day so it looked like I was going to make it the full two weeks without any drama.
Nope.
This morning, Dr. was okay; he even bought me a donut. He didn't seem to be in a bad mood, and we had NO patients, so I didn't really see very much of him. He was waiting for a fax, so he kept checking on that. No fax. At lunchtime, I did mention to Josh that Dr. kept listening in on all my phone calls today. It didn't bother me that he was listening because none of the calls were personal, or interesting for that matter. It was just weird because the phone showed that he picked up and I could hear him on the line, so it was...odd.
After lunch, I was sitting at my desk reading my book (what else to do when you've already quit and there are no patients, right?) and Dr. comes up to me.
"Mari, I want to ask you something." Uh oh.
He then tells me that the company he was supposed to receive a fax from had given him a confirmation number that it was sent: date, time, and the phone number it was sent to. The phone number he rattled off to me was our regular phone number, not the fax number. As I started to point this out, he rudely says, "Let me finish."
Me "Okay."
He then says that one of the patients complained about how I was with them; that people were calling for him and he wasn't getting messages; and that a patient told him that she paid and there is no record of it. (that's just a nice little summary for ya'll) He had been monitoring my calls to see how I was treating the patients.
As far as the complaint, I have no idea what he is talking about. I am actually too nice to people, but he didn't go into detail so I don't even know who he is talking about. As far as messages? He said that people he was contacting to work for him had been calling and I hadn't given him any messages. Someone called today, and I gave him the message (as he was yelling at me) that I had set on the "to give to Dr." pile. The other call was from someone following up on the ad we placed 3 months ago, they had originally called after Dr. decided not to hire an additional person until after the new year. As we weren't going to hire anytime soon I had pretty much disregarded the call, who is going to wait a couple months to be an assistant to and assistant? The patient paying? I don't know. He wouldn't give me any details or even the chance to look up their file, Dr. is not horribly proficient with the billing system and his not finding the correct file is not an uncommon occurrence.
I just looked at him dumb-founded. Where is this coming from, I wondered? Is he psycho or something? He just kept repeating, "Do you have a problem getting messages to me?"
I told him no and tried to understand what he was talking about. His response to my trying to figure out what he was accusing me of was even more confusing, "I had hoped that you wouldn't damage yourself, because you know you can't hurt me. You are only hurting yourself"
So, I asked him if he just wanted me to leave right then. As he is walking away, he says, "I don't care when you leave, Mari. Just leave the key on my desk." Okay. I begin gathering my belongings. He walks back and says, "In fact, I DO want you to leave now. Give me the key." Okay.
I had a hard time getting the key off the keyring; I was a little bit upset... I then said,"I guess I'll be in on Wednesday to get my check." His reply?
"If you have a check."
Me, moving past dumbfounded-ness into flabbergasted-land, "What do you mean by that?"
"Well, I have someone coming in to check on the computer to go over the records."
"What are you talking about? (this is when I realized that apparently his statement earlier regarding the patient who claimed they paid was really a backhanded way of accusing me of embezzlement -I'm quick) I didn't steal from you."
Then he said something about checking it out for himself. Okay. Check it out. I didn't take anything. I better get my check, though.
So, this guy has to be crazy. He was so nice when I first started-go look at my posts; I loved him, until about a month ago; then he just went crazy. I don't understand what happened. I honestly didn't do anything wrong, but it feels like this man hates me and thinks that I did horrible things. It is just so out of nowhere that I don't even know how to react.
I do, however, have an extra day off now. :) What to do; what to do?
Nope.
This morning, Dr. was okay; he even bought me a donut. He didn't seem to be in a bad mood, and we had NO patients, so I didn't really see very much of him. He was waiting for a fax, so he kept checking on that. No fax. At lunchtime, I did mention to Josh that Dr. kept listening in on all my phone calls today. It didn't bother me that he was listening because none of the calls were personal, or interesting for that matter. It was just weird because the phone showed that he picked up and I could hear him on the line, so it was...odd.
After lunch, I was sitting at my desk reading my book (what else to do when you've already quit and there are no patients, right?) and Dr. comes up to me.
"Mari, I want to ask you something." Uh oh.
He then tells me that the company he was supposed to receive a fax from had given him a confirmation number that it was sent: date, time, and the phone number it was sent to. The phone number he rattled off to me was our regular phone number, not the fax number. As I started to point this out, he rudely says, "Let me finish."
Me "Okay."
He then says that one of the patients complained about how I was with them; that people were calling for him and he wasn't getting messages; and that a patient told him that she paid and there is no record of it. (that's just a nice little summary for ya'll) He had been monitoring my calls to see how I was treating the patients.
As far as the complaint, I have no idea what he is talking about. I am actually too nice to people, but he didn't go into detail so I don't even know who he is talking about. As far as messages? He said that people he was contacting to work for him had been calling and I hadn't given him any messages. Someone called today, and I gave him the message (as he was yelling at me) that I had set on the "to give to Dr." pile. The other call was from someone following up on the ad we placed 3 months ago, they had originally called after Dr. decided not to hire an additional person until after the new year. As we weren't going to hire anytime soon I had pretty much disregarded the call, who is going to wait a couple months to be an assistant to and assistant? The patient paying? I don't know. He wouldn't give me any details or even the chance to look up their file, Dr. is not horribly proficient with the billing system and his not finding the correct file is not an uncommon occurrence.
I just looked at him dumb-founded. Where is this coming from, I wondered? Is he psycho or something? He just kept repeating, "Do you have a problem getting messages to me?"
I told him no and tried to understand what he was talking about. His response to my trying to figure out what he was accusing me of was even more confusing, "I had hoped that you wouldn't damage yourself, because you know you can't hurt me. You are only hurting yourself"
So, I asked him if he just wanted me to leave right then. As he is walking away, he says, "I don't care when you leave, Mari. Just leave the key on my desk." Okay. I begin gathering my belongings. He walks back and says, "In fact, I DO want you to leave now. Give me the key." Okay.
I had a hard time getting the key off the keyring; I was a little bit upset... I then said,"I guess I'll be in on Wednesday to get my check." His reply?
"If you have a check."
Me, moving past dumbfounded-ness into flabbergasted-land, "What do you mean by that?"
"Well, I have someone coming in to check on the computer to go over the records."
"What are you talking about? (this is when I realized that apparently his statement earlier regarding the patient who claimed they paid was really a backhanded way of accusing me of embezzlement -I'm quick) I didn't steal from you."
Then he said something about checking it out for himself. Okay. Check it out. I didn't take anything. I better get my check, though.
So, this guy has to be crazy. He was so nice when I first started-go look at my posts; I loved him, until about a month ago; then he just went crazy. I don't understand what happened. I honestly didn't do anything wrong, but it feels like this man hates me and thinks that I did horrible things. It is just so out of nowhere that I don't even know how to react.
I do, however, have an extra day off now. :) What to do; what to do?
Monday, January 22, 2007
Um, Maybe He Forgot
Dr. has been SO nice to me today that I'm beginning to think he forgot that I quit. He is almost 70 years old after all... He's even moved past small talk and started conversations about his grandparents and his family. He then made a comment about it being slow around here (none of the businesses are very busy), but that we'll pick up soon. We won't be... Should I remind him, or as Josh suggested, should I ask for a raise?!
On Being Fired
Okay, I wasn't really fired, but I was on my way to being booted. I should let you read the letter...
Anyway, it is weird still working here even though I told him I was quitting. I told him I was quitting because we have personality conflicts. I told him I was quitting because I don't like him. It isn't like working for a large corporation then quitting. It is weird.
All last week, he barely spoke to me. I barely spoke to him. There was tension in the air. Today, he has been really nice to me. He bought me coffee and a donut, just like he used to do every day. (He didn't last week.) He is kind of talking to me like nothing is wrong. I swear he has PMS sometimes... He is even making small talk with me now. Maybe it has something to do with the pile of resumes on his desk. Not three weeks ago, we both agreed most of the applicants were crap. Now he has to come up with someone to not only replace me but to take over the position he was originally planning to lessen my load.
As for me, I still haven't heard about the school. I'm keeping my fingers crossed though. I have applied for some other positions-call centers mainly. I really WAS NOT looking forward to that kind of work, but then I thought about the fact that it is temporary-I will get a teaching job for next school year, so that makes it easier.
I just filed our tax return, so we are expecting $4,000 within the next month. This lessens my burden a bit as well. As long as I can stay here until Friday (I told him I'd stay until next Tuesday), our rent will be paid. If, for some unforeseen but not unlikely reason, I do leave before then, I still have work at the restaurant, so I'm not too worried about rent. All our other bills should be covered as well. So, we'll be okay.
It is just a weird situation. Have I mentioned that?
Anyway, it is weird still working here even though I told him I was quitting. I told him I was quitting because we have personality conflicts. I told him I was quitting because I don't like him. It isn't like working for a large corporation then quitting. It is weird.
All last week, he barely spoke to me. I barely spoke to him. There was tension in the air. Today, he has been really nice to me. He bought me coffee and a donut, just like he used to do every day. (He didn't last week.) He is kind of talking to me like nothing is wrong. I swear he has PMS sometimes... He is even making small talk with me now. Maybe it has something to do with the pile of resumes on his desk. Not three weeks ago, we both agreed most of the applicants were crap. Now he has to come up with someone to not only replace me but to take over the position he was originally planning to lessen my load.
As for me, I still haven't heard about the school. I'm keeping my fingers crossed though. I have applied for some other positions-call centers mainly. I really WAS NOT looking forward to that kind of work, but then I thought about the fact that it is temporary-I will get a teaching job for next school year, so that makes it easier.
I just filed our tax return, so we are expecting $4,000 within the next month. This lessens my burden a bit as well. As long as I can stay here until Friday (I told him I'd stay until next Tuesday), our rent will be paid. If, for some unforeseen but not unlikely reason, I do leave before then, I still have work at the restaurant, so I'm not too worried about rent. All our other bills should be covered as well. So, we'll be okay.
It is just a weird situation. Have I mentioned that?
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
Reactions After Quitting
Oh Josh Anna, why do you say that I hated teaching?! Fine. I hated it, but I keep thinking about all the planning and the fun stuff, not the stupid, mean criminals kids that I would be keeping out of prison helping. Maybe I should give it another shot?
As for the letter, he didn't say ANYTHING. I don't know if he was thanking me for giving him 2 weeks notice or if he was thanking me for saving him from firing me. I just think it was one of those situations where he has totally written me off for some reason, so there is nothing I could've done to please him. The letter he wrote to me also said something about my performance as a manager as being poor. I was the only one in the office besides him; therefore, I really didn't have anyone to manage...
Now that I look back, I see that he was treating the girl that quit (about 2 weeks after I was hired...) just like he is treating me. Weird pattern.
I feel SUCH a sense of relief that it is over, though. I am hoping that knowing that I am leaving will keep him off my back for the remainder of my time there. He hardly talked to me at all today, so I guess that is a good sign!
As for the letter, he didn't say ANYTHING. I don't know if he was thanking me for giving him 2 weeks notice or if he was thanking me for saving him from firing me. I just think it was one of those situations where he has totally written me off for some reason, so there is nothing I could've done to please him. The letter he wrote to me also said something about my performance as a manager as being poor. I was the only one in the office besides him; therefore, I really didn't have anyone to manage...
Now that I look back, I see that he was treating the girl that quit (about 2 weeks after I was hired...) just like he is treating me. Weird pattern.
I feel SUCH a sense of relief that it is over, though. I am hoping that knowing that I am leaving will keep him off my back for the remainder of my time there. He hardly talked to me at all today, so I guess that is a good sign!
I Did It
This morning, I came into work with my letter in hand. I HATE conflict. I like drama-when I get to watch it-I like me a good fight then (I know that I am a horrible person), but I hate and AVOID being in the middle of situations where there will be a fight. I'm the peacemaker, or averter, however you want to look at it.
Anyway, I came in and there was a bunch of junk on my desk. He had been in over the weekend and found a typo on one of my memos. It was circled in red and TAPED up on the ledge of my desk. He had also put up a sign saying we were closed for MLK day. I should've done that, but I didn't think of it-during the close-to-tears state I was in when I left on Friday.
I set up everything in the office before he came, including the work in the back that he has recently asked me to do as well. I was sitting at my desk when he came in. He bought me a cappuccino from Starbucks, so I thought maybe he'd be in a good mood. This did not deter my decision to quit, though, because I have been thinking a lot about going back to teaching, and it excites me. Also, I can't handle having another near breakdown then quitting. It is just too much to handle.
After printing off some paperwork that I need to take to him and making sure he was sitting down at his desk (I could just picture myself going back at the wrong time and having to give it to him while he is gloved up and in the operatory!), I walked back with the paperwork in one hand and the letter in the other, rehearsing it in my head, "I'm quitting. I need to quit. I won't be working here after two weeks..."
I get back to his office and see a letter to me in my "out-box" on his desk. I decide not to give him my letter until I see what is in that letter. We exchange slight pleasantries, and I leave. 2 minutes later, I walk back to him and tell him I have a letter for him as well.
He reads it, saying, "Ok....Ok....Ok." I just stand there. He then says, "Thank you." I say, "You're welcome," and I come back up front, shaking even though it was a very UNdrama like moment.
What was in his letter? He said that I wasn't keeping up with book keeping like he expects me to do and that I need to take my job more seriously. WHAT? Okay. There is this file, called "The Red Book" in which I put a copy of all outgoing correspondence-to keep a record of everything and to be able to reference next year at this time. Although I AM putting all of the letters in the red book, he wrote that I am not keeping up with it properly. I even reorganized it and showed it to him, receiving the response, "Oh, okay that looks good." I am really not sure what he is talking about, but I don't have to worry about it anymore.
Next issue, anyone know someone who wants to give me a job?
Anyway, I came in and there was a bunch of junk on my desk. He had been in over the weekend and found a typo on one of my memos. It was circled in red and TAPED up on the ledge of my desk. He had also put up a sign saying we were closed for MLK day. I should've done that, but I didn't think of it-during the close-to-tears state I was in when I left on Friday.
I set up everything in the office before he came, including the work in the back that he has recently asked me to do as well. I was sitting at my desk when he came in. He bought me a cappuccino from Starbucks, so I thought maybe he'd be in a good mood. This did not deter my decision to quit, though, because I have been thinking a lot about going back to teaching, and it excites me. Also, I can't handle having another near breakdown then quitting. It is just too much to handle.
After printing off some paperwork that I need to take to him and making sure he was sitting down at his desk (I could just picture myself going back at the wrong time and having to give it to him while he is gloved up and in the operatory!), I walked back with the paperwork in one hand and the letter in the other, rehearsing it in my head, "I'm quitting. I need to quit. I won't be working here after two weeks..."
I get back to his office and see a letter to me in my "out-box" on his desk. I decide not to give him my letter until I see what is in that letter. We exchange slight pleasantries, and I leave. 2 minutes later, I walk back to him and tell him I have a letter for him as well.
He reads it, saying, "Ok....Ok....Ok." I just stand there. He then says, "Thank you." I say, "You're welcome," and I come back up front, shaking even though it was a very UNdrama like moment.
What was in his letter? He said that I wasn't keeping up with book keeping like he expects me to do and that I need to take my job more seriously. WHAT? Okay. There is this file, called "The Red Book" in which I put a copy of all outgoing correspondence-to keep a record of everything and to be able to reference next year at this time. Although I AM putting all of the letters in the red book, he wrote that I am not keeping up with it properly. I even reorganized it and showed it to him, receiving the response, "Oh, okay that looks good." I am really not sure what he is talking about, but I don't have to worry about it anymore.
Next issue, anyone know someone who wants to give me a job?
Monday, January 15, 2007
Quitting Time
Well, I've decided to quit working at the dentist's office. I don't think I deserve to feel the way that he is making me feel! However, I am the queen of avoidance, so I am having a hard time with the actual quitting process. I want to write a letter of resignation and I want to quit tomorrow (I didn't work today). I'm currently looking for other employment, but I want to give him 2 weeks notice because I am the only other person that works in the office with him. He can't really run the office without my help at this point.
Anyone know where I can get a good job?! I went to a job fair today, but it was dumb. All of the employers handed me information then told me to apply on-line. What a waste of time and gas money! I already knew I could apply on-line!
Wish me luck!
Anyone know where I can get a good job?! I went to a job fair today, but it was dumb. All of the employers handed me information then told me to apply on-line. What a waste of time and gas money! I already knew I could apply on-line!
Wish me luck!
Friday, January 12, 2007
Need Advice
I've tried to write this post several times, and I just can't get through it. I get started and get more and more angry, so I want to write more and more. I just end up with a senseless ramble! So, I'm going to try to get to the point. Sorry if I leave out important details! (UPDATE-It is NOT as short as I had planned!!)
Okay, as I've said here , here, here, here, here, and here, Dr has been having some crazy mood swings lately. Click on "dental stories" category for a full overview. Well, Monday, we had a meeting. As you will recall, the last meeting did not go so well. Monday's meeting, however, went very well. In fact, he apologized, kind of, for the previous week. He said he didn't remember hurting my feelings but that he didn't mean to-he was just trying to make me stretch. Well, not remembering that you hurt someone's feelings is a reflection of your personality, if you ask me...
I was going to post that things were going well again, but I'm glad I didn't because he was worse than EVER on Wednesday.
Let me give you a little background. I have only been a dental assistant for about a year. This Dr is the only one that I've worked for other than my internship (she was a crazy crazy dentist!). When I first interviewed with Dr, I told him that I wanted to work in the back of the office-you know, hands-on, but that I hadn't had much experience. He hired me on the pretense that I would start off in the front-paperwork, insurance info etc. and then he would train me to be in the back. Perfect.
A few months later (after the other dental assistant in the office quit), Dr. told me that he would like to see me as an office manager. He loved that I was such a competent hard worker and had various talents. He was planning on hiring a person to work up front for me to oversee, then I would work in the back with him. Great!
So, here I am working mostly in the front, getting to go in the back about 3 times a week to help with extractions and sometimes help with fillings. (He's old school, so he does most of the work himself, including getting his own instruments from the tray and clean up.)
Wednesday, Dr. went crazy again. He had a patient in the back that was supposed to have an exam and a cleaning at 9:00. He should've been finished by 9:45. He didn't finish until 10:30, which is when the next patient was scheduled for a cleaning and fillings. I go back after the 1st patient left and ask if he is ready for the next one. He says no and then goes off about how I should prioritize my things at the front and not be working on paperwork when I could be helping him in the back. Because of the way he likes to work, I only go in the back when he asks for me. And, he did ask for me. When I went back, he said he wasn't quite ready (he hadn't given the numbing medicine yet) and he would call for me when I was needed. He never called for me.
So, after he mouthed off to me, I start to set the room up for the next patient, "She has to go in here?" Well, yes because it is a cleaning, and all of the stuff is in that operatory. He then tells me that I shouldn't schedule them back to back because he only has one prophy (cleaning) instrument and that he's told me that numerous times. I tell him that they weren't back to back, there had been a gap of 45 minutes scheduled in and that he had been with the last patient longer than normal, and that as far as I knew he had 2 prophy set ups (he had told me before that he can't do three in the morning because he only has 2 set ups). He says, "Now, no you didn't think that. We've gone over this." I said, "Well, I didn't just lie to you." and I walked away.
After a few minutes, I went back and asked him what he wanted me to do, and he said that I should just go sit down because we have to wait for the instruments. He then mumbles about how I should've been back there getting things ready.
He says that he gives me paperwork that I don't return for 3 months, so he knows I'm not doing paperwork. He often forgets or doesn't realize that I've set it on his desk (he is in his late 60's), thats if he gives it to me to begin with. He then complains that I'm not in the back helping him.
I tell him that I TOLD HIM YESTERDAY that I didn't feel comfortable in the back. He told me to come back then because that is the only way to learn. "Because, it is evident that you don't know what you are doing." He walked away.
Ouch. I TOLD him from the beginning that I needed to be trained. (During my internship my main duties were getting coffee and walking the Dr's dog. Seriously.) His idea of training is making me find out on my own. I told him at the meeting on Monday that I don't work that way-I learn by being told, not by blindly finding my way.
About five minutes later, I took some paperwork back to him. I asked him if there was anything else that he needed from me. He points to his desk where he has the paperwork for some patients who haven't paid-that is somehow my fault as well. He said, "No, I think you've already unloaded it all on me."
"I don't know what you expect me to do!" was all I could think to say.
He replied, "It's apparent that you don't know. I've already told you!" his plan for patients who don't pay is for me to not schedule the appointment to finish their procedure until after we receive all the funds from them and their insurance company, which normally takes months AFTER you finish the work. "I'm not going into it right now with you."
This is when I told him that he was making me feel stupid and he replies with, "SO! Look at all this on my desk." Once again, Ouch.
My dilemma is should I quit or not?
I deserve better than this. I am NOT stupid. I am a hard worker (and he's told me this many times). I HATE coming to work. I get stressed out about coming to work on my days off-just because I'm thinking about coming to work.
On the other hand, he pays me well. The schedule works out well with my other job and Josh's school. I won't be able to go to another dental office and get paid as well as I do. (because I have no experience!) After experiencing this and the other dentist and hearing stories, I'm not sure I WANT to be a dental assistant.
We are kind of looking into getting a house. I've only worked here 9 months. That doesn't look good on an application. (of course, I've worked at the restaurant for 2 1/2 yrs so that helps)
If I do leave, he won't have anyone in the office at all. I feel bad about that.
I can't put up with his mood swings, though. When he talks to me that way, I replay it in my head and then start to doubt myself and think I'm dumb or something, even though I know it is not true. It is even filtering into other aspects of my life. I just want to sleep all the time. I haven't been exercising. Sound familiar??
So, help me out. What would you do?
Okay, as I've said here , here, here, here, here, and here, Dr has been having some crazy mood swings lately. Click on "dental stories" category for a full overview. Well, Monday, we had a meeting. As you will recall, the last meeting did not go so well. Monday's meeting, however, went very well. In fact, he apologized, kind of, for the previous week. He said he didn't remember hurting my feelings but that he didn't mean to-he was just trying to make me stretch. Well, not remembering that you hurt someone's feelings is a reflection of your personality, if you ask me...
I was going to post that things were going well again, but I'm glad I didn't because he was worse than EVER on Wednesday.
Let me give you a little background. I have only been a dental assistant for about a year. This Dr is the only one that I've worked for other than my internship (she was a crazy crazy dentist!). When I first interviewed with Dr, I told him that I wanted to work in the back of the office-you know, hands-on, but that I hadn't had much experience. He hired me on the pretense that I would start off in the front-paperwork, insurance info etc. and then he would train me to be in the back. Perfect.
A few months later (after the other dental assistant in the office quit), Dr. told me that he would like to see me as an office manager. He loved that I was such a competent hard worker and had various talents. He was planning on hiring a person to work up front for me to oversee, then I would work in the back with him. Great!
So, here I am working mostly in the front, getting to go in the back about 3 times a week to help with extractions and sometimes help with fillings. (He's old school, so he does most of the work himself, including getting his own instruments from the tray and clean up.)
Wednesday, Dr. went crazy again. He had a patient in the back that was supposed to have an exam and a cleaning at 9:00. He should've been finished by 9:45. He didn't finish until 10:30, which is when the next patient was scheduled for a cleaning and fillings. I go back after the 1st patient left and ask if he is ready for the next one. He says no and then goes off about how I should prioritize my things at the front and not be working on paperwork when I could be helping him in the back. Because of the way he likes to work, I only go in the back when he asks for me. And, he did ask for me. When I went back, he said he wasn't quite ready (he hadn't given the numbing medicine yet) and he would call for me when I was needed. He never called for me.
So, after he mouthed off to me, I start to set the room up for the next patient, "She has to go in here?" Well, yes because it is a cleaning, and all of the stuff is in that operatory. He then tells me that I shouldn't schedule them back to back because he only has one prophy (cleaning) instrument and that he's told me that numerous times. I tell him that they weren't back to back, there had been a gap of 45 minutes scheduled in and that he had been with the last patient longer than normal, and that as far as I knew he had 2 prophy set ups (he had told me before that he can't do three in the morning because he only has 2 set ups). He says, "Now, no you didn't think that. We've gone over this." I said, "Well, I didn't just lie to you." and I walked away.
After a few minutes, I went back and asked him what he wanted me to do, and he said that I should just go sit down because we have to wait for the instruments. He then mumbles about how I should've been back there getting things ready.
He says that he gives me paperwork that I don't return for 3 months, so he knows I'm not doing paperwork. He often forgets or doesn't realize that I've set it on his desk (he is in his late 60's), thats if he gives it to me to begin with. He then complains that I'm not in the back helping him.
I tell him that I TOLD HIM YESTERDAY that I didn't feel comfortable in the back. He told me to come back then because that is the only way to learn. "Because, it is evident that you don't know what you are doing." He walked away.
Ouch. I TOLD him from the beginning that I needed to be trained. (During my internship my main duties were getting coffee and walking the Dr's dog. Seriously.) His idea of training is making me find out on my own. I told him at the meeting on Monday that I don't work that way-I learn by being told, not by blindly finding my way.
About five minutes later, I took some paperwork back to him. I asked him if there was anything else that he needed from me. He points to his desk where he has the paperwork for some patients who haven't paid-that is somehow my fault as well. He said, "No, I think you've already unloaded it all on me."
"I don't know what you expect me to do!" was all I could think to say.
He replied, "It's apparent that you don't know. I've already told you!" his plan for patients who don't pay is for me to not schedule the appointment to finish their procedure until after we receive all the funds from them and their insurance company, which normally takes months AFTER you finish the work. "I'm not going into it right now with you."
This is when I told him that he was making me feel stupid and he replies with, "SO! Look at all this on my desk." Once again, Ouch.
My dilemma is should I quit or not?
I deserve better than this. I am NOT stupid. I am a hard worker (and he's told me this many times). I HATE coming to work. I get stressed out about coming to work on my days off-just because I'm thinking about coming to work.
On the other hand, he pays me well. The schedule works out well with my other job and Josh's school. I won't be able to go to another dental office and get paid as well as I do. (because I have no experience!) After experiencing this and the other dentist and hearing stories, I'm not sure I WANT to be a dental assistant.
We are kind of looking into getting a house. I've only worked here 9 months. That doesn't look good on an application. (of course, I've worked at the restaurant for 2 1/2 yrs so that helps)
If I do leave, he won't have anyone in the office at all. I feel bad about that.
I can't put up with his mood swings, though. When he talks to me that way, I replay it in my head and then start to doubt myself and think I'm dumb or something, even though I know it is not true. It is even filtering into other aspects of my life. I just want to sleep all the time. I haven't been exercising. Sound familiar??
So, help me out. What would you do?
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Back to Life, Back to Reality
Well, I came back to the office today, very nervous about our "meeting," but it never took place. I don't know if I'm relieved or more stressed out about it. Tomorrow is another day off, and the office will be fairly busy on Friday, so I guess the meeting will be on Monday.
Today, he's been...still kind of weird, but he's been in the back, so I haven't really had to deal with him. I'm just ready for things to either go back the way they were or become some big drama so I can leave... (did I just say that? I don't really want to leave-I love having job security and all, but I don't like DREADING going to work). Sitting here at 4:15, I am leaning towards sticking it out, so I guess that is a good sign. Of course, I am also perusing the internet for "work from home" jobs...
Today, he's been...still kind of weird, but he's been in the back, so I haven't really had to deal with him. I'm just ready for things to either go back the way they were or become some big drama so I can leave... (did I just say that? I don't really want to leave-I love having job security and all, but I don't like DREADING going to work). Sitting here at 4:15, I am leaning towards sticking it out, so I guess that is a good sign. Of course, I am also perusing the internet for "work from home" jobs...
Friday, December 29, 2006
He was Nice...Kind of...
After our little 'discussion' as to whether or not the patient was coming in, I didn't feel much like talking with the Dr. The patient DID come in, and I helped in the back, with minimal discussion, so that was okay. Then, right before 5:00, he came to the front and told me that Tuesday (January 2nd) was going to be a holiday - because of President Ford's funeral. He said that since we didn't have anyone scheduled and the banks would be closed, we should be too. YAY! 2 days off in a row. Like a normal human!
So, that was nice. But then I had to ask him for my check that pays for my family insurance (he pays me then I pay the insurance). He seemed put out, but I'm supposed to have it by the 1st of the month, which is Monday, and we aren't coming back until Wednesday. Also, last time he didn't pay me on time, he told me I should tell him.
He said that when we get back, we are going to have a meeting (again). I'm quite worried about the meeting. Should I have my letter ready? I feel I should be prepared with some rebuttals or something, but then again, what do I rebut? He doesn't make sense so much of the time!
Suggestions??
When I left, I told him that I'd see him next week. "Yeah. Okay."
Sigh. (again.)
So, that was nice. But then I had to ask him for my check that pays for my family insurance (he pays me then I pay the insurance). He seemed put out, but I'm supposed to have it by the 1st of the month, which is Monday, and we aren't coming back until Wednesday. Also, last time he didn't pay me on time, he told me I should tell him.
He said that when we get back, we are going to have a meeting (again). I'm quite worried about the meeting. Should I have my letter ready? I feel I should be prepared with some rebuttals or something, but then again, what do I rebut? He doesn't make sense so much of the time!
Suggestions??
When I left, I told him that I'd see him next week. "Yeah. Okay."
Sigh. (again.)
Here's the Latest
Today, I brought Polly to work. I don't think Dr. likes her very much. He came up front, and she was dancing. (She is so cute!) I said, "Do you like my Christmas present?" We talk a little about it and he calls it a kids' toy. I make reference to being a kid. He says, "Well, it is time to grow up."
Um. Okay.
I have listened to my ipod here at work, and he has given me a little radio to listen to, so I'm not sure what the problem would be. Polly is not intrusive.
Then, I told him that the next patient that is coming in is his nephew's girlfriend. He tells me that she is premed. Neat. I then tell him that I don't know if she will be able to get her wisdom teeth extracted today or not because the insurance wants a predetermination on anything over $200. "Well, does she know that?"
"No. I couldn't get ahold of her."
"Is she coming in?"
"As far as I know."
"Now, Mari, don't give me answers like that." (I guess that is another form of I don't know)
"Well, last time I talked to her, she was coming in."
"That answer is even worse." and he walked away.
Sigh.
Um. Okay.
I have listened to my ipod here at work, and he has given me a little radio to listen to, so I'm not sure what the problem would be. Polly is not intrusive.
Then, I told him that the next patient that is coming in is his nephew's girlfriend. He tells me that she is premed. Neat. I then tell him that I don't know if she will be able to get her wisdom teeth extracted today or not because the insurance wants a predetermination on anything over $200. "Well, does she know that?"
"No. I couldn't get ahold of her."
"Is she coming in?"
"As far as I know."
"Now, Mari, don't give me answers like that." (I guess that is another form of I don't know)
"Well, last time I talked to her, she was coming in."
"That answer is even worse." and he walked away.
Sigh.
Thursday, December 28, 2006
I'm Not Done Yet (this is part 3)
The next day he was just as random and just as surly. One of the patients was complaining to him that his medicare insurance doesn't pay very much. While this patient is in the back, his girlfriend (they are both in their late 70's. very cute) was in the front, and we were talking. Really, she was talking to me, but she talks a lot. Dr. was not working on a procedure that needed my help, so I wasn't hurting anything by talking with the girlfriend.
After the patient left, he mumbled something about the guy's insurance not paying up. He then asked me if the man had paid us. I told him yet-his portion had been paid and that we were still waiting on the insurance (which I had only filed a week before--it usually takes a month for payment). He then went on a rant about how I need to take care of the money situation. THEN he said that I wasn't working the business aspect properly. What was I doing socializing with the patient? I haven't even gotten the money! I shouldn't talk to them-they haven't paid. He then proceeded to tell me that they wouldn't ever pay-he didn't know if he was wasting his time with me or not. He also referred to a file that he said I put on his desk and "wrote off" to be sent to collections...
First of all, not two months ago, he was singing my praises because people enjoy coming to the office because I have a comforting personality and people feel relaxed around me. At that time, being social was good. I wasn't being social for me-she is an old lady that I have nothing in common with that talks and talks and talks and talks. I would've much rather been on-line or even helping in the back...
Secondly, why wouldn't the insurance company pay? What is he on? In fact, the insurance check came in yesterday, for the full amount...
And the file I put on his desk? It was put back there because they want a doctor's narrative-I've sent one in twice and have been rejected twice, which is why I put it on his desk, with a note asking for a narrative. THAT IS NOT WRITING IT OFF AT ALL.
The next day was the last day before Christmas. He was fine, until I went in his office 5 minutes to close to give him his paperwork. He went off on me then too-telling me AGAIN that I wasn't doing a good job with collecting money and that I was just giving him more work to do.
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Yesterday was my first day back, and I didn't really talk to him nor vice versa for the morning. In the afternoon, he was a little bit nicer-kind of acting like nothing has happened.
I don't know what I'm going to do. I'm keeping myself from writing my letter of resignation. I feel like having it written out then just signing it in front of him one of these days when he is acting so psychotic. Other than this weird time, though, he has been a wonderful boss. It is a good, stable job, and I really shouldn't quit. I really want to, though...
I'm holding out, though, so wish me luck!
After the patient left, he mumbled something about the guy's insurance not paying up. He then asked me if the man had paid us. I told him yet-his portion had been paid and that we were still waiting on the insurance (which I had only filed a week before--it usually takes a month for payment). He then went on a rant about how I need to take care of the money situation. THEN he said that I wasn't working the business aspect properly. What was I doing socializing with the patient? I haven't even gotten the money! I shouldn't talk to them-they haven't paid. He then proceeded to tell me that they wouldn't ever pay-he didn't know if he was wasting his time with me or not. He also referred to a file that he said I put on his desk and "wrote off" to be sent to collections...
First of all, not two months ago, he was singing my praises because people enjoy coming to the office because I have a comforting personality and people feel relaxed around me. At that time, being social was good. I wasn't being social for me-she is an old lady that I have nothing in common with that talks and talks and talks and talks. I would've much rather been on-line or even helping in the back...
Secondly, why wouldn't the insurance company pay? What is he on? In fact, the insurance check came in yesterday, for the full amount...
And the file I put on his desk? It was put back there because they want a doctor's narrative-I've sent one in twice and have been rejected twice, which is why I put it on his desk, with a note asking for a narrative. THAT IS NOT WRITING IT OFF AT ALL.
The next day was the last day before Christmas. He was fine, until I went in his office 5 minutes to close to give him his paperwork. He went off on me then too-telling me AGAIN that I wasn't doing a good job with collecting money and that I was just giving him more work to do.
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Yesterday was my first day back, and I didn't really talk to him nor vice versa for the morning. In the afternoon, he was a little bit nicer-kind of acting like nothing has happened.
I don't know what I'm going to do. I'm keeping myself from writing my letter of resignation. I feel like having it written out then just signing it in front of him one of these days when he is acting so psychotic. Other than this weird time, though, he has been a wonderful boss. It is a good, stable job, and I really shouldn't quit. I really want to, though...
I'm holding out, though, so wish me luck!
Part Two
He then says, "That is something we need to talk about. If you are the office manager, you really need to know more about what is going on."
WHAT? Okay. He wants to hire someone new, so I will be the office manager then; however, I didn't call the meeting-he did; therefore, he should be the one telling me something, right?
He then proceeded to tell me that I am doing a horrible job with collecting money, and it is my fault that the people haven't paid. It is my fault that he can't hire someone new because I haven't been getting enough money into the office. It is my fault that the insurance companies haven't paid what they initially told me that they would. It is my fault that the people that I have been contacting for over 3 months haven't paid.
He also told me that I am supposed to be at the office every morning at 7:45, not 8:00, which is when I get there. Now, let me just tell ya'll that we've had this conversation. He told me-about a month after hiring me-that he was very happy with the work I was doing and that the time I've been showing up to work is fine, as long as I'm ready for the first patient. We RARELY have anyone in the office before 9:00 anyway. I usually show up around 5 till 8. Considering that when I leave in the evening, I leave everything already set up for the next day, I don't think I need OVER AN HOUR to unlock the door and turn on the "open" sign. When I started to remind him that he told me "it was all good," he protested, acted like I was being an insubordinate teenager, and told me, "The work day begins at 7:45." Period. He also made reference to the fact that I should leave everything ready for the morning when I leave in the evening. Excuse me? I do.
I don't usually argue or try to defend myself when something like this happens. I know from being a teacher that when someone is upset, they don't want to hear excuses. They just want the problem fixed. But, he was saying random things and coming out of nowhere. Up to this day, he praised my hard work and quick learning ability. There was no transition, kind of like Dr. Jeckle and Mr. Hyde.
WHAT? Okay. He wants to hire someone new, so I will be the office manager then; however, I didn't call the meeting-he did; therefore, he should be the one telling me something, right?
He then proceeded to tell me that I am doing a horrible job with collecting money, and it is my fault that the people haven't paid. It is my fault that he can't hire someone new because I haven't been getting enough money into the office. It is my fault that the insurance companies haven't paid what they initially told me that they would. It is my fault that the people that I have been contacting for over 3 months haven't paid.
He also told me that I am supposed to be at the office every morning at 7:45, not 8:00, which is when I get there. Now, let me just tell ya'll that we've had this conversation. He told me-about a month after hiring me-that he was very happy with the work I was doing and that the time I've been showing up to work is fine, as long as I'm ready for the first patient. We RARELY have anyone in the office before 9:00 anyway. I usually show up around 5 till 8. Considering that when I leave in the evening, I leave everything already set up for the next day, I don't think I need OVER AN HOUR to unlock the door and turn on the "open" sign. When I started to remind him that he told me "it was all good," he protested, acted like I was being an insubordinate teenager, and told me, "The work day begins at 7:45." Period. He also made reference to the fact that I should leave everything ready for the morning when I leave in the evening. Excuse me? I do.
I don't usually argue or try to defend myself when something like this happens. I know from being a teacher that when someone is upset, they don't want to hear excuses. They just want the problem fixed. But, he was saying random things and coming out of nowhere. Up to this day, he praised my hard work and quick learning ability. There was no transition, kind of like Dr. Jeckle and Mr. Hyde.
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Okay. Here I Go...Part One
It all started last Monday. You will recall, I usually love my boss, the dentist (my manager at the restaurant is another story, but this isn't about him... He (the dentist) has been very strange lately: Mean.
When I first started working for him in March, he was mean to me then. Then he went on vacation for a week, and when he returned, he was soo nice. He's been sooo nice ever since... Until maybe a month ago. He started getting stressed out. Being a dentist is expensive. December and January are very slow months for dentists-at least the two that I've worked for. Even though the patient flow is slow, the bills still roll in. This, in turn, stresses out the dentist.
He took away my coffee. No, this isn't rant about his taking away my coffee, but it is just an example-you can't just take away coffee privileges suddenly -without reason-and act as if you've done nothing wrong...
Okay. So, last Monday, he tells me that we are going to have a meeting. Alrighty. We are a slow office-only employee is me. We don't really NEED to SCHEDULE a meeting, but ok! I'll be there. Then, when I sit down, he says something about what I was going to present at the meeting. Huh? I said it. I have tried to stop my "habit," but god forgive me-I said it. "I don't know."
It isn't like I have a bad habit of saying FUCK around the patients. When asked a question that I do not know the answer to, I foolishly (and apparently uncaringly) say, "I don't know."
...
When I first started working for him in March, he was mean to me then. Then he went on vacation for a week, and when he returned, he was soo nice. He's been sooo nice ever since... Until maybe a month ago. He started getting stressed out. Being a dentist is expensive. December and January are very slow months for dentists-at least the two that I've worked for. Even though the patient flow is slow, the bills still roll in. This, in turn, stresses out the dentist.
He took away my coffee. No, this isn't rant about his taking away my coffee, but it is just an example-you can't just take away coffee privileges suddenly -without reason-and act as if you've done nothing wrong...
Okay. So, last Monday, he tells me that we are going to have a meeting. Alrighty. We are a slow office-only employee is me. We don't really NEED to SCHEDULE a meeting, but ok! I'll be there. Then, when I sit down, he says something about what I was going to present at the meeting. Huh? I said it. I have tried to stop my "habit," but god forgive me-I said it. "I don't know."
It isn't like I have a bad habit of saying FUCK around the patients. When asked a question that I do not know the answer to, I foolishly (and apparently uncaringly) say, "I don't know."
...
Saturday, December 23, 2006
I Took the Magic Pill
and it didn't work. He was still mean to me. I'm thinking about going back to teaching, which is always my alternative when I don't like my current job...
More news about it later. Now I'm off to my other job, where there are more people who have the opportunity to be mean to me, but when they are it isn't as bad!!
More news about it later. Now I'm off to my other job, where there are more people who have the opportunity to be mean to me, but when they are it isn't as bad!!
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Forgot my Medicine!
Well, this is the second time this week that I forgot to take my depression medicine before leaving for work, and it is only Wednesday...
(There is a reason I get the depo shot instead of taking the pill!)
On my way to work this morning, when I remembered that I forgot, I thought to myself, "Hey, that is a good sign. Before, you couldn't open your eyes in the morning without remembering to take the medication!"
Then, I thought to myself, "Uh oh. When you forgot the medicine on Monday, you had a really SHITTY day. I mean shitty, but that wasn't your fault. Dr. was being an asshole. Josh even agreed."
Ha. Ha.
Guess what-Dr. was being an asshole today too! Now, is he just being moody (I swear he's having PMS) and it is just coinciding with the days I forget my pill, or do I have some MAGIC pills that make me not even notice when he says really mean things to me?
(There is a reason I get the depo shot instead of taking the pill!)
On my way to work this morning, when I remembered that I forgot, I thought to myself, "Hey, that is a good sign. Before, you couldn't open your eyes in the morning without remembering to take the medication!"
Then, I thought to myself, "Uh oh. When you forgot the medicine on Monday, you had a really SHITTY day. I mean shitty, but that wasn't your fault. Dr. was being an asshole. Josh even agreed."
Ha. Ha.
Guess what-Dr. was being an asshole today too! Now, is he just being moody (I swear he's having PMS) and it is just coinciding with the days I forget my pill, or do I have some MAGIC pills that make me not even notice when he says really mean things to me?
Monday, December 18, 2006
Am I Wrong?
Straight from my employee manual:
Time off:
PAID HOLIDAYS:
New Years , Labor Day
MLK, Thanksgiving
Memorial, Christmas
July 4th
If the holiday falls on a non-work day, the employee will receive the holiday pay according to the following:
Employees must work their regular work day before the holiday and their first work day after the holiday to receive the paid holiday benefit. Holiday pay will be the employee's regular day pay amount. When a holiday falls within an employee's vacation week, the holiday benefits are voided.
Thursdays we are always closed. The office has never been open on Thursdays.
I worked Wednesday and Friday. Should I have gotten paid on Thursday? That would have made my check bigger than normal, but it is a non-work day that is listed as a holiday.
Dr. says that I'm reading into it, and I am not supposed to get paid for it. Fine. You are the boss, but I really don't think I'm "reading into it." It says I should get paid, right?
Time off:
PAID HOLIDAYS:
New Years , Labor Day
MLK, Thanksgiving
Memorial, Christmas
July 4th
If the holiday falls on a non-work day, the employee will receive the holiday pay according to the following:
Employees must work their regular work day before the holiday and their first work day after the holiday to receive the paid holiday benefit. Holiday pay will be the employee's regular day pay amount. When a holiday falls within an employee's vacation week, the holiday benefits are voided.
Thursdays we are always closed. The office has never been open on Thursdays.
I worked Wednesday and Friday. Should I have gotten paid on Thursday? That would have made my check bigger than normal, but it is a non-work day that is listed as a holiday.
Dr. says that I'm reading into it, and I am not supposed to get paid for it. Fine. You are the boss, but I really don't think I'm "reading into it." It says I should get paid, right?
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Plays Well with Scissors
Ever been complimented on how well you cut stitches? I have!
Today, we did some extractions and I snipped the end of the suture, just like usual. Afterwards, he came out and told me how well I did.
Weird. I think he's been putting something in his coffee lately...
Yum. Coffee. I'm going to go have a sip. :)
Today, we did some extractions and I snipped the end of the suture, just like usual. Afterwards, he came out and told me how well I did.
Weird. I think he's been putting something in his coffee lately...
Yum. Coffee. I'm going to go have a sip. :)
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