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thessalian) wrote2005-01-11 01:52 pm
thessalian) wrote2005-01-11 01:52 pm
Virtue
Back at my desk, but taking complete and total advantage of my lunch break. After all, there is going to be exactly no quiet time for the rest of the afternoon. I didn't get my morning screen break, and I probably won't get my afternoon one either. This is complete and utter insanity.
It's getting more and more difficult to manage for three consultants. At least one of them recognises, to a point, that I'm not the only one he works for. One's at least okay with the fact that some things don't get done RightNowThisMinute because I might well be doing other stuff, but the last one ... well, technically my job description did not start out with him as one of my consultants. Apparently one of the temps who came before me took on his work as a 'favour' while he was part time here and part time elsewhere, and it kind of stuck until his work sort of got incorporated into my job description just recently.
This would not be a problem ordinarily. However, this man is not doing this job part time. He is doing it full time. He also takes two clinics, one of which falls under another consultant's general remit, yet he still expects me to know exactly what's going on with the lists for both clinics. The Monday one, fine; that's my job because of the other two consultants. The Thursday afternoon one? I'm happy to do his typing but people don't refer to that clinic through me; they do it through Violet's consultant. So how in the name of all that is sacred am I supposed to know what's going on in that one? Plus he expects me to cross-refer. It's insane. Worse? The drug trials. He does the drug trial stuff for pretty much the entire department. Which means yet another addition to my work load. On top of the phone calls for all three, diary management for three people (all three of whom maintain their own diaries and only one of whom actually makes sure I know what's going on in both), the typing, the filing etc.
Most of the other secs have one consultant, two at the outside. Two is fine. I can handle two. I am rapidly getting to the point where I simply cannot do this anymore. Particularly not when the third consultant in question is overly demanding and generally expects everything to go his way all the time, regardless of the other bits of work I need to do. This afternoon kicked off with him yelling at me; I told him that one of his patients had gone in for chemo late, and he misunderstood, apparently thinking that the patient had not gone in for chemo at all. After two minutes of yelling, I finally understood the misunderstanding and managed to get a word in edgewise to rectify it, but for pity's sake! He knew the patient had been booked in for chemo because he did it himself, so he should be able to work out that even if the patient hadn't had treatment at all, it would be due to ward issues and therefore nothing whatsoever to do with me. That is, he'd be able to work that out if he has the brains God gave a gopher. Besides, if I had found out about a ward issue, I'd have handed it to the ward to sort out, not just sat on it until he came back. For Christ's sake, if he's not happy with the way I do my job, why doesn't he get his own damn secretary and leave me to do work for people who recognise that I am competent?
I really, really need to get out of this place. I would ask why this kind of shit always seems to happen to me, but I know why -- I'm bright, willing and competent. Those are the sorts of people who always wind up getting it in the neck when there's a need to overwork somebody. Apparently, virtue doesn't pay.
It's getting more and more difficult to manage for three consultants. At least one of them recognises, to a point, that I'm not the only one he works for. One's at least okay with the fact that some things don't get done RightNowThisMinute because I might well be doing other stuff, but the last one ... well, technically my job description did not start out with him as one of my consultants. Apparently one of the temps who came before me took on his work as a 'favour' while he was part time here and part time elsewhere, and it kind of stuck until his work sort of got incorporated into my job description just recently.
This would not be a problem ordinarily. However, this man is not doing this job part time. He is doing it full time. He also takes two clinics, one of which falls under another consultant's general remit, yet he still expects me to know exactly what's going on with the lists for both clinics. The Monday one, fine; that's my job because of the other two consultants. The Thursday afternoon one? I'm happy to do his typing but people don't refer to that clinic through me; they do it through Violet's consultant. So how in the name of all that is sacred am I supposed to know what's going on in that one? Plus he expects me to cross-refer. It's insane. Worse? The drug trials. He does the drug trial stuff for pretty much the entire department. Which means yet another addition to my work load. On top of the phone calls for all three, diary management for three people (all three of whom maintain their own diaries and only one of whom actually makes sure I know what's going on in both), the typing, the filing etc.
Most of the other secs have one consultant, two at the outside. Two is fine. I can handle two. I am rapidly getting to the point where I simply cannot do this anymore. Particularly not when the third consultant in question is overly demanding and generally expects everything to go his way all the time, regardless of the other bits of work I need to do. This afternoon kicked off with him yelling at me; I told him that one of his patients had gone in for chemo late, and he misunderstood, apparently thinking that the patient had not gone in for chemo at all. After two minutes of yelling, I finally understood the misunderstanding and managed to get a word in edgewise to rectify it, but for pity's sake! He knew the patient had been booked in for chemo because he did it himself, so he should be able to work out that even if the patient hadn't had treatment at all, it would be due to ward issues and therefore nothing whatsoever to do with me. That is, he'd be able to work that out if he has the brains God gave a gopher. Besides, if I had found out about a ward issue, I'd have handed it to the ward to sort out, not just sat on it until he came back. For Christ's sake, if he's not happy with the way I do my job, why doesn't he get his own damn secretary and leave me to do work for people who recognise that I am competent?
I really, really need to get out of this place. I would ask why this kind of shit always seems to happen to me, but I know why -- I'm bright, willing and competent. Those are the sorts of people who always wind up getting it in the neck when there's a need to overwork somebody. Apparently, virtue doesn't pay.
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Have you thought of *telling* someone this?
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One thing I do know is for sure: virtue has never ever paid: only arse-licking, networking, bribery or seduction (if you're in the position to do any of those) pay.
You do something I couldn't do: phones and people, and you do it well. This probably doesn't help, but I admire you for it.