Days Off, NO
With my new work schedule I am supposed to have four days off each week, Sunday-Wednesday. So far that has happened only once.
Last week I worked Tuesday. This week I worked Monday and today. I was not in a good mood about today because it was a no notice call and I was looking forward to a relaxing afternoon catching up on my shelter's paperwork and writing a couple of reports for school. I had a dinner of BBQ spareribs planned. But the phone call changed all that and I worked instead.
I was in a pretty foul mood until I saw the Asst. I was covering for. She looked like hell and definitely needed to get home to vomit in peace and rest if possible. But my mood, although lightened somewhat, was still in the area of major unhappiness.
My job is not playing with animals all day. It includes restraining vicious dogs and mean cats and trying to keep a 120lb. dog still for a nail trim. And then after the hospital closes and all the clients have left, I do the floors which means vacuuming and disinfectant mopping all the floor surfaces. I really hate when the last client stands around chatting for twenty minutes after closing because I can't vacuum while a client is present. Do you know how large our hospital is and how much floor space it has?!!!!! My back aches from doing the floors, my arms and legs ache from having to wrestle with the animals that do not want to be restrained, my body is barely functioning after the multiple periods of adrenalin rushes with the vicious animals. Work is very physically and mentally tiring.
Thursday, if all goes well, I'll be home from work at 8PM. Friday at 9PM. And then I work Saturday. Four days off each week? When does that start?
I look forward to Sunday when the clinic is closed and I won't have to work. Calls for a celebration, maybe a Red Lobster dinner. I love their shrimp scampi. Or maybe, if I wake up early enough, brunch at one of the waterfront restaurants on Ruston Way.
Ah well, such is my life as Lead Vet. Asst., the person designated to fill in for the time off of the other Assts.
Last week I worked Tuesday. This week I worked Monday and today. I was not in a good mood about today because it was a no notice call and I was looking forward to a relaxing afternoon catching up on my shelter's paperwork and writing a couple of reports for school. I had a dinner of BBQ spareribs planned. But the phone call changed all that and I worked instead.
I was in a pretty foul mood until I saw the Asst. I was covering for. She looked like hell and definitely needed to get home to vomit in peace and rest if possible. But my mood, although lightened somewhat, was still in the area of major unhappiness.
My job is not playing with animals all day. It includes restraining vicious dogs and mean cats and trying to keep a 120lb. dog still for a nail trim. And then after the hospital closes and all the clients have left, I do the floors which means vacuuming and disinfectant mopping all the floor surfaces. I really hate when the last client stands around chatting for twenty minutes after closing because I can't vacuum while a client is present. Do you know how large our hospital is and how much floor space it has?!!!!! My back aches from doing the floors, my arms and legs ache from having to wrestle with the animals that do not want to be restrained, my body is barely functioning after the multiple periods of adrenalin rushes with the vicious animals. Work is very physically and mentally tiring.
Thursday, if all goes well, I'll be home from work at 8PM. Friday at 9PM. And then I work Saturday. Four days off each week? When does that start?
I look forward to Sunday when the clinic is closed and I won't have to work. Calls for a celebration, maybe a Red Lobster dinner. I love their shrimp scampi. Or maybe, if I wake up early enough, brunch at one of the waterfront restaurants on Ruston Way.
Ah well, such is my life as Lead Vet. Asst., the person designated to fill in for the time off of the other Assts.
posted by Stephanie @ 9:55 PM
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