From here on out I am going to refer to my job as CampStupid. As my favorite saying goes, "You can't fix stupid."
Unlike other healthcare institutions we have some unique rules around this camp. Our camp counselors can only do magic math. This must have been in the job requirements somewhere with a secret class only for head counselors given at a secret time and place. This is the math question for the day:
CampStupid schedule maker cannot fill Camp schedule because there are positions for 13 fulltime nurses daily. CampStupid schedule maker has 7 fulltime nurses and two part time nurses. How does CampStupid schedule maker fill all 13 positions?
CampStupid Head Counselor answer: "Well the nurses are just going to have to all pull together and work some overtime."
CampStupid schedule maker points out that every nurse could volunteer to work every single day 24 hours a day and all 13 positions still cannot be filled.
CampStupid Head Counselor answer: "Their (I guess "their" is the seven nurses) will have to make it work. It can work out!"
CampStupid schedule maker, not as wise obviously as the CampStupid Head Counselor, ponders the possibility of some head nurse counselors maybe helping the nurses out. CampStupid head Counselor laughs with all her knowledge and knows that with the magic math this is not needed and that in fact the CampStupid nurses will be fine and
work this out.
So in other words it is pretty rough around CampStupid lately. I can handle a lot, but the blinders management puts on in rough situations has broken me down. I am torn between the good and the bad. The good being the patients that I have cared for all these years, the bad is the blinded management that are too damn optimistic that things will be ok. Things have not been ok for a very long time now. At least six months.
I get this way every year about this time. Fed up and broke down. I make myself hang on because I am torn between what I love and what I hate. I usually work it out, things do get better and life goes on. But I have never felt this beaten down. Thankfully otherwise life is happy outside of work. But I cannot help but drag some of it into the rest of my life. I know I have been a bitch to people I love for no reason they have caused or can help.