Friday, June 21, 2019

The most miserable job?

by Lorraine Bartlett / Lorna Barrett / L.L. Bartlett

Every 4 months, I have to go to the blood letter. I hate going there.  First, I'm squeamish when it comes to blood. (I never look.)

The place I go opens at 6 am. At first, I would try to be the first person there, but I wasn't the only person with that thought, and I often ended up waiting up to half an hour to be seen. We've learned that those heading to work go early, so after a bit of experimentation, we now go around 8 am.

Sure enough, I arrived at 7:55 yesterday and there was NOBODY there!  Score.  There were two ladies doing the blood letting, and one guy at the reception desk. (I've seen up to 5 people working there.) And, sure enough, even with NOBODY there, they still made me wait 10 minutes. By the time they called me in, there were five people behind me.

So, I get called into Room 2. The world's most miserable woman walked in. It was obvious from the tone of her voice that she LOATHED HER JOB. She was curt, the tossed the vials down on the little desk, and the "it's just a little pinch" was actually a jab. Usually, there's no blood on the wad of gauze, but there was this time. I was dismissed and I hightailed it out of there ASAP.

Every time I go there, the workers are unfamiliar. You never get the same person twice. Do these employees circulate throughout the system for adequate coverage or do they hate their jobs so much that the turnover is ridiculously high?

What service people do you run into that who apparently hate their jobs?

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1 comment:

kayt18 said...

Oh what a shame. I am lucky that the nurses at the places I go are very nice. I run into horrible customer service these days. No one seems to care. It is such a shame. So very sorry for you. (Betty Tyler on facebook)