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Yesterday was Tuesday the 13...a day of bad luck in the Hispanic culture (Tuesday 13 = Friday 13)
lol, I have to admit, Tuesday the 13 was my day of bad luck.
*plays psycho theme in the background*
See, it all started when I went to work. Does't everything bad seem to start with going to work? Or school for that matter? 0.o
Anyways, I tried to give a shower, and the shower wouldn't work. I had to give a bath to a lady who on a normal basis was pretty calm, but yesterday she was feeling sick, and was hitting, crying, screaming, pinching, whomping, the works. The most embarrasing part was the fact I had an audience. Her daughter was visiting, and she probably thought I had no idea what the heck I was doing. Things weren't looking better when I had to put medicine on her mom, and she (her mom) pooped all over the hand knit bedspread and the new pair of briefs I had put on her (Oy, they were such a hassle to put on the first time! Imagine how the second time went...)
After that and then some, I was finally able to go on break. I called somone I haven't talked to for a while, I was pretty worried about them. The whole talk made me feel alot better, which is a good thing, for the worst part of the day didn't appear yet. Lol, I talked outside, and I tried to get back in the side entrance I had came out from, and it was locked. So, I had to walk a long ways to the front in the cold pouring rain. When I came in, I realized I forgot my wallet out on a seat at the side entrance....
When I finally came back inside, I was really late from break, and really worried about who was going to say what to me. As I was walking around, looking for the girl I was orienting with, the charge nurse saw me and said the administrator person wanted to see me. I was like 0.o, and walked to her office. I had a bad feeling, even though I didn't do anything wrong. She asked me to sit down, and she called my teacher in to the office. I squished down the butterflies zooming around in my tummy, and appeared to wait calmly. I say appeared, because do you honestly think I was calm? lol, No, I was anxiouse and worried. Obviously. <_<
The administrator person began with asking me how I felt my progress in orientation has been. I felt a bit more relaxed; this was some sort of evaluation. When I was done telling her that I thought I was doing a lot better, especially since from when I had first started. She nodded, then told me about some of the things that had been reported about me. Not one single thing she told me made any sense. Somone reported that it took me 45 minutes to make a bed. I was like What the heck?? Of course I didn't say that out loud; instead I calmed myself, and said I didn't understand what that person was talking about. Of course, all the reports were "anonymous", so I really don't understand who would report that about me. There was a report about me not answering call bells (I know who did that one -_- ), another about me being observed just standing around, doing nothing for many different times. If I was standing around doing nothing, it certaily wasn't to my knowledge <_<;;
The whole time she was telling me stuff, along with a little thing about how she didn't think I could fullfill their quality expectations, I looked over at my teacher. She looked really upset, and I felt a pang of..something. Not sure, really. I kinda could tell she was upset. My teacher broke into the flow of the speach the other lady was giving, and was telling me about how she liked the way I interacted with the residents, she said she could tell I genuinly cared about them. The lady administrator person agreed, finishing off with that nursing wasn't my forte, not now, anyways. I was pushing and fighting the swelling feelings of anger and sadness. I squished it down, so I didn't feel a thing, except some decent amount of dissapointment. I calmy signed a paper saying that they talked to me about why I was being let go, that I understood the reason I was being fired was that I couldn't fullfill the responsibilities and duties, but that I didn't nesseccarily agree with those reasons. I almost felt some anger when I read that; how the heck am I supposed to get another job if I couldn't "fulfill my duties and responsabilities" of my last one? I was feeling really numb as I turned in my swipe badge, and left the office. I went to go get my purse out of my locker. I wanted to get out as soon as I could. My teacher was following me slowly. She caught up to me, and started asking me if I was ok. I think she wanted to talk to me, but I knew if I started talking, I was going to be an idiot and start crying. So I walked fast, dissapeared into a few rooms, and purposly lost her. I ran out into the ice cold rain, and into my car. I was shaking pretty bad, but I didn't really care. I ripped out of the driveway, and into the highway. I talked to some people on my cell, and that helped alot. I drove around aimlessly for four hours. I was fired at 5, didn't get home untill 10:30. I spent half an hour at the gym, I knew I had to get some of my nervouse energy out before I jumped out of my car, screaming into the woods. Wouldn't that be a sight though.....
It was really strange, because....I never liked my job. The only good thing about it is that I had people interaction. Not all of it nessecerilly positive, but, yeah.
Meh. I feel kinda guilty for avoiding the teacher like I did...
<_<;;
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