Unemployment Day #1

Technically I am no longer employed, resignation letter given months ago and amended to reflect a mutual agreement to stay 3 extra weeks. Desk cleaned, 3.5 years of work reduced to 4-5 folders and 50 or so e-folders.


I say technically because my new Associate Director/Manager of 3 months “didn’t know how things work here” and failed to get me a checklist where I would go to various departments and sign off. Places like….IT, parking, finance, security. The result is that I still have access to the hospital intranet and my email and being the disgruntled employee that I am I could be doing interesting things.

I also should have set up an appointment for an exit interview with the nursing dept-but I set that up for Tuesday myself…

The new AD is really pissing people off in my department-she likes to pontificate and drone on and on like a 80 year old priest at a catholic mass. She talks about the big picture, the long term goals  but is missing the here and now which is up to the eyeballs and urgent. I have been able to brush it off because I knew I was leaving but I do feel for my comrades left on the battlefield of healthcare.

She pissed me off big time because she was supposed to go over some data reports we compile before I left-keeping in mind that she had a bonus extra three weeks. She talked about it and I made myself available but she is so laid back, she makes willie nelson look hyperactive and because she is busy texting her husband and kids all day she just never got around to it.

There is a rule at my employer and most others I presume that you can’t call in sick on your last day-you MUST show up which I did and swiped in promptly at 7am. However, it doesn’t say how long you have to stay and the general rule for salaried employees is 4.5 hours counts for a full day.

At 8.55am after I had already attended a meeting (on my last day!) she stopped by my desk and patted me on the shoulder (grrrrrr) and make some comment about saying my goodbyes (grrrrrrr) and that she had to go to a meeting  from 9-11am and how about we meet about, umm, say 1pm to sit down and go over the report. I said “uhm yeh, sure” but in my head I was thinking


*taking a big breath*

I left my pager, ID and office key on my desk and went to say goodbye to various people I like and have worked with over many years and had a coffee with a good friend until almost exactly 4.5 hours and then toddled off into the proverbial sunset feeling quite satisfied with the work I had produced during my employment and with zero regrets.

About 1.45pm my cell phone rings and because I actually turned on the volume because I was waiting for a repairman and I actually answered it ignoring that it was an unfamiliar number…I find myself talking to the AD. She asks if I am coming back to talk about the report or maybe to say goodbye. She seems stunned when I surprise even myself and say “NO! I am finished, I am not coming back!” I add that she was supposed to get me a checklist and because I hadn’t properly checked out I couldn’t even get out of the parking garage!!

She genuinely seemed to think that I would spend Friday afternoon, a perfect summer Friday afternoon, my last day Friday afternoon going over reports that she had weeks if not months to review?????

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My first day of unemployment means two weeks of rest and relaxation.

relax rana

Exiting quietly

Two more days…just two more days before I leave my current employer…for the second time! Last time I moved to England.

I was in the hospital today and saw lots of people, obviously for the last time or what I assume will be the last time. I walked around with the newest person in our office and was proud to show her the advantages of working with the nurses and doctors, building personal relationships. She is sharp, energetic, interested and she has a personality, unlike her predecessor.

The new Associate Director who is very full of herself and her new title is proving to have much less substance. She is droning on about all kinds of long term possibilities while ignoring the immediate issues.

She has taken off 6 days in her first 8 weeks of employment. 4 days in my last 2 weeks. So even though she keeps talking about how much she needs to learn from me before I go if you’re not there….

Unfortunately, despite her taking off Monday and Tuesday and then making me look at pics of her daughter waiting for the bus for her first day of high school (torture enough), she thinks it’s okay to keep me at work til 4pm to catch up on what we could have done earlier in the week.

Tomorrow is my small lunch leaving do at my favorite diner near work-Stax

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this is war!

Today I went to the local chain drugstore and parked my little car perfectly within the parking space lines…

When I came out a shiny Audi was parked on my right soooooo close, it was difficult for me to pull out and would have been impossible for the driver of the other car to get out of her car.

I started to back out…so frustrated that I stopped my car and walked over to the driver who was busy texting away on her phone with a kid in the back seat.

I said “look how close you parked to my car!”

She waved me away saying…Oh, the car to her right was over the line as if that meant it was okay to pass up the other 10 available parking spaces and squeeze less than 6 inches from my car…..

What did I do/say?? I said FUCK YOU!

What I should have done/said?

Option #1: I could have sat in my car waiting for her to try and get out and pretend to be surprised

Option #2: I could have left my car as I found it and taken a photo of her shitty parking skills and posted it on every available social media I have…which would be here and twitter….

I did neither but I vowed that I will in the future.

Be prepared!!!

forget the potato salad!!!!

I occasionally browse through kickstarter and lately so many “projects” are some variation/challenge/response/mimic of the successful ($55,000 successful) potato salad  joke.

I get a little sad when I read some other- more worthy projects that get little or no funding/support.

I’m currently thinking about whether I should fully fund this project.

What do you think I’ll do?



I just remembered

Actually besides my work woes lots of weird things going on here.

I have no gas for my stove at the moment. When I bought this house last year there were three meters…I soon realized the gas company has charging me more for the “service” on two of the meters than for the actual gas being used! 10 months ago I began my quest to have the two meters removed. Ha! Easy you say???

Oh, no…I had to find out the BTUs of each appliance and send that info to the gas company so the could approve my request to have the meters removed. Then after hearing nothing for weeks I got an email last Thursday saying they would remove the meters on Monday.

Thaaaaaaanks!! That’s a whole lotta notice without any mention of what they are going to charge me. Yesterday, two days after the gas company removed the meters and only the meters (not the big rusty pipes) a nice heating guy came by to give me a quote for reconnecting the stoves and removing the big ugly rusted pipes….*reminder to self-sit down before I open bills from the gas company or quotes from the gas repairman.

Another interesting little event was this morning when I was half asleep standing in front of my dresser getting dressed….

I glanced down and YIKES! dead bird!! without my glasses I thought nah, can’t be. Bent down and really focused…yes, it was- right in between my bra and a pair of shorts on the floor…a little but very dead bird.


I guess this might be where I could mention the $100 ticket for turning right on red…complete with 3 photos and an offer of a view of the video…?

Unfortunately I don’t have any pics of these although I can get a pic of the gas pipes if anyone needs it to complete the story~

I do have a pic for this last little story. I took off Wednesday morning to wait for the gas man. The later I arrive at work the higher I end up in the parking garage. 11am almost guarantees the 6th floor, the roof. But….I spied a space on the 1st level. On closer inspection it was apparent that only one car could squeeze into that space.

And that is how little Verde ended up here. Perfectly between the lines and mocking her big fat ostentatious neighbors.


it’s a done deal

I’m looking at a rapidly approaching “last day” at my current employer. Started a series of good-byes, slyly dodging the going away/leaving do/farewell parties-mainly because I will probably cry. I will officially be unemployed on August 15th.

I have a new job-I just don’t have a NY state nursing license-I am hoping to start Sept 2. I welcome two weeks off to pack, move, paint and settle in. More than two weeks and I will be a very irritable, anxious crazy person.

My lovely but sometimes frustrating manfriend has suddenly come around to the strength of our relationship…he wants us to live together, I’ve been cooking Sunday dinners for him, his son and a few friends and I am invited to his nieces wedding in October. Everything I wanted for the last 3 years.

Hrmph!! A little late, love.

I am outta here, exhausted all options, no turning back-now he can yearn, explore his options and work some magic to join me on the east coast.

At the end of the day, I picture myself retiring in 10 years on a few acres of land in a small village in upstate New York. It would be nice to have a guitar playing hippie share my life. We would make fantastic grandparents together!!


summer thunderstorm

This afternoon I realized that I should have been starting my new job in New York city today. Instead I was still slaving away, doing jobs I’m not paid for thanks to the my current employer who let me stay when my license got messed up.

I interviewed for a job at the financially strapped public hospital where I currently work…just in case. The position is in the Colo-rectal department. Eewww, sounds pretty grim, eh? But it has significantly more direct patient contact and I am a sucker for a patient with a horrible cancer…In addition, they want to expand their “pelvic floor” services…maybe I could get some tips to avoid that diagnosis?

Anyway, tonight, on this warm August night in the middle of this glorious summer-just when the calender has turned the page and one realizes that this weather just may not last forever…a storm! Complete with lightening, waves of rolling thunder and pounding rain.

I anticipate a good night’s sleep.