COMFORT OF STRANGERS
I walked through the doors to the hospital that I am doing my clinical rotation at today - greasy hands from fixing my bicycle chain on the way, when I got a phone call. the kind of phone call no one likes to receive. I sat on the bench by the pool for a minute before going upstairs to find my clinical instructor.
-Paulette, you're working with Jennifer today!
-My grdsssdffadd eeeeed
she stood there staring at me, along with the rest of the staff working that day
- I can't understand what you are saying. and continued to stare at me
Finally she brought me aside, away from all the onlookers to see what the commotion was and I was able to get out a full sentence
- So what do you want to do? I can't evaluate you if you're not here.
What ever happened to showing a little compassion and sensitivity?
posted by paulette at
12:08 PM
4 Comments:
I've never understood the mindset where people refuse to alter a schedule, or diverge from the status quo, when someone else is experiencing a personal tragedy.
And if people won't give you what you need (the day off) to come to grips with something like this, then you gotta step up and take it.
/*hopes p-dawg is doing okay*
Wed Jun 13, 04:03:00 PM
Huh?
/huh?
Thu Jun 14, 08:38:00 PM
A rather callous comment...
/looking at a squirrel
Thu Jun 14, 08:42:00 PM
thanks, pdawg is doing ok now.
i talked to my 'higher up' professor and she was very nice and supportive about the whole thing. so i'm spending time with my family now before getting back to toronto to cram for my last exam.
Fri Jun 15, 08:04:00 PM
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