Writing is my way of coping

I posted the series of events involving my job in which I was fired from yesterday. It’s funny how people will read into something that they no nothing about & jump on a cause emphatically regardless of the truth.

Regretfully I had to remove myself from the post and went ahead & removed myself from the page as well.

I do not believe I was treated fairly. I believe that ever since Dr. S informed the others she would be leaving, they have been trying to push me out, get a reason to let me go…. I know they wanted me to quit on my own, but I was hoping to answer phones or sweep floors until a new vet was hired. I should have known it was all just a ploy…. I could FEEL it. That’s why when Dr. S left, I went ahead & loaded my truck with my things. I figured I wouldn’t be going back.

They kept bringing me into the office for things I PROVED were not my fault, but it didn’t matter. When JA told me that no one liked me, I believe he was referring to himself.

Now, I am not perfect. I admit that. There were things I had missed, I was not used to charging for each injection as an injection fee of $16, so when making estimates I would put in the injections but sometimes miss the additional fee.

I did not agree with charging over 150$ for a euthanasia when it was a good client or someone who we’d been working with or hospitalized before hand. I believe that those should have it comped. (I never shared this with anyone but Dr. S, who felt the same). Euthanasia is something that should be dealt with on a patient by patient basis, not just another way to make 2-300 because a client doesn’t want the pet to suffer.

I hated re-using slides and slide covers when trying to do cytologies. Re-using gloves… using cloth intubation ties that absorb grossness…. Putting used syringes meant to be washed and re-used for oral medications in the FECAL water and using a brush that has been used to clean FECAL slides to then clean intubation tubes and oral syringes. YUCK.

This is stuff I kept to myself. I tried to make a couple changes because I was told when hired that new ideas were welcome, but when I did I was immediately reprimanded and told “its been this way for 20 years and we aren’t changing it..”

Tonight I was called a liar. I am NOT a liar. That is the worst insult to me possible. I do not lie, to my detriment sometimes.

I went to a job interview today at Petland. It was not a job I want. It’s all commission based on how many puppies you can sell. There were maybe 15 people there. It was a group interview. I called a few of the places I put in an application this past Monday. I will call more tomorrow.