Bad Fucking Mood Part Two
So, to continue from the post below...
I am now seething, looking for a way to show this bitch up. I know she had to have shred my work and rewrote everything I wrote to make it look like she did something. She even rewrote my admission note, which is peculiar...seeing as...SHE WASNT THERE WHEN THE PATIENT CAME INTO THE FACILITY!!!
Then, it occurs to me.
She wasn't there. She wasn't there when the admission came in! *TING* A lightbulb goes off in my head. The drivers of the ambulette that took the patient in would have it on their documentation what time they dropped off the patient. I call Med Fleet. They give me the information. I ask them to fax me a copy of their intake. They do it. Sweet. Next, it dawns on me that I faxed the patients orders for their prescriptions over to the pharmacy. The confirmation sheet. It always contains the first page of whatever you are sending. It shows the time it was sent as well. I go to the file where we keep track of sent faxes.
It's not there. Shit. I look again under the 23rd, the day of the admit. Nope. Nothing. I double check, triple check...and then...
The 24th. If she worked the 11-7 am shift...then she would have filed everything under the 24th! I rumage through that file. I find the confirmation with my handwriting ALL over it...and the date? The 23rd of March. The first page of the drug orders was visible so you can see that I wrote the original orders! Hooray!
I take all my "evidence" and march my happy ass down to the Assistant DON to show her that yes, I did do the patient admission and that my work was sabotaged. She checked "Jackasses" time card. There is simply no way she could have possibly done the admission when she didnt punch in until 11 pm. The confirmation of the orders was done at 11:05. The orders take a long time to write up, so there is no way it was done in 5 minutes. The time the patient arrived? Approximately 10:25, nearly a half hour before Jackass shows up for work. There is no way she could write the admission note, stating what she saw when the patient came in...when she wasn't here yet!
Victory.
Last night, Jackass comes into work. She was all red in the eyes. You can tell she had been crying. She doesn't look in my direction. I hear her telling someone else "I was written up for not completing an admission" she says, loud enough to make sure I heard it. "I did finish it. I did the whole thing from start to finish and SHE got the credit for it." I keep my head down in my work and dont look up. There is dead silence. Everyone is looking at me. How I am viewed at this job will really depend on the next sentence that comes out of my mouth.
"Jackass," I say quietly and calmly. "I didn't take credit for your work. You took credit for mine. What you did to me was wrong. I am very sorry you got written up for it, though. I wish we could have discussed it between us before you went to the DON about me. I wouldn't have had to go to the ADON about you if we had simply talked."
The other nurses were nodding their head in agreement. Jackass just stood there, staring at me...probably surprised that I didn't freak the fuck out on her in front of everyone (Dear God, I wanted to SOOOOOOOO badly). I couldn't leave well enough alone though.
"If you want, I will be happy to sit down and discuss the situation with you, and maybe we can get the write up retracted if you just admit what you did and I tell the admins that I am okay with that...because you realized I did the orders incorrectly..."
I tapered off my words and gave her time to respond.
"Um, yeah. Maybe we can talk on our break," she says.
"I'd be happy to," I reply and then, go back to my work.
Twenty minutes later, Bob...one of the nurses on the floor says to me, "you shouldn't have to say you did a chart wrong just to get her out of trouble. You were right. She lied to get you in trouble so why in hells name are you trying to save her ass for it?"
"Because, Bob...I want her to realize that stand up people are the kind of people who are respected. Liars are punished by their own actions. I learned that a LONG time ago. I figure, if I can let the admins see that I am trying to help someone who wronged me, I can only look better in their eyes. Stupid perhaps..." I laugh, "but better."
"You're a rare breed of dog, CP," he says to me, laughing and patting my head.
"Woof," I reply.
I am now seething, looking for a way to show this bitch up. I know she had to have shred my work and rewrote everything I wrote to make it look like she did something. She even rewrote my admission note, which is peculiar...seeing as...SHE WASNT THERE WHEN THE PATIENT CAME INTO THE FACILITY!!!
Then, it occurs to me.
She wasn't there. She wasn't there when the admission came in! *TING* A lightbulb goes off in my head. The drivers of the ambulette that took the patient in would have it on their documentation what time they dropped off the patient. I call Med Fleet. They give me the information. I ask them to fax me a copy of their intake. They do it. Sweet. Next, it dawns on me that I faxed the patients orders for their prescriptions over to the pharmacy. The confirmation sheet. It always contains the first page of whatever you are sending. It shows the time it was sent as well. I go to the file where we keep track of sent faxes.
It's not there. Shit. I look again under the 23rd, the day of the admit. Nope. Nothing. I double check, triple check...and then...
The 24th. If she worked the 11-7 am shift...then she would have filed everything under the 24th! I rumage through that file. I find the confirmation with my handwriting ALL over it...and the date? The 23rd of March. The first page of the drug orders was visible so you can see that I wrote the original orders! Hooray!
I take all my "evidence" and march my happy ass down to the Assistant DON to show her that yes, I did do the patient admission and that my work was sabotaged. She checked "Jackasses" time card. There is simply no way she could have possibly done the admission when she didnt punch in until 11 pm. The confirmation of the orders was done at 11:05. The orders take a long time to write up, so there is no way it was done in 5 minutes. The time the patient arrived? Approximately 10:25, nearly a half hour before Jackass shows up for work. There is no way she could write the admission note, stating what she saw when the patient came in...when she wasn't here yet!
Victory.
Last night, Jackass comes into work. She was all red in the eyes. You can tell she had been crying. She doesn't look in my direction. I hear her telling someone else "I was written up for not completing an admission" she says, loud enough to make sure I heard it. "I did finish it. I did the whole thing from start to finish and SHE got the credit for it." I keep my head down in my work and dont look up. There is dead silence. Everyone is looking at me. How I am viewed at this job will really depend on the next sentence that comes out of my mouth.
"Jackass," I say quietly and calmly. "I didn't take credit for your work. You took credit for mine. What you did to me was wrong. I am very sorry you got written up for it, though. I wish we could have discussed it between us before you went to the DON about me. I wouldn't have had to go to the ADON about you if we had simply talked."
The other nurses were nodding their head in agreement. Jackass just stood there, staring at me...probably surprised that I didn't freak the fuck out on her in front of everyone (Dear God, I wanted to SOOOOOOOO badly). I couldn't leave well enough alone though.
"If you want, I will be happy to sit down and discuss the situation with you, and maybe we can get the write up retracted if you just admit what you did and I tell the admins that I am okay with that...because you realized I did the orders incorrectly..."
I tapered off my words and gave her time to respond.
"Um, yeah. Maybe we can talk on our break," she says.
"I'd be happy to," I reply and then, go back to my work.
Twenty minutes later, Bob...one of the nurses on the floor says to me, "you shouldn't have to say you did a chart wrong just to get her out of trouble. You were right. She lied to get you in trouble so why in hells name are you trying to save her ass for it?"
"Because, Bob...I want her to realize that stand up people are the kind of people who are respected. Liars are punished by their own actions. I learned that a LONG time ago. I figure, if I can let the admins see that I am trying to help someone who wronged me, I can only look better in their eyes. Stupid perhaps..." I laugh, "but better."
"You're a rare breed of dog, CP," he says to me, laughing and patting my head.
"Woof," I reply.
So Sayeth CP at 7:02 PM
29 Comments:
Good things will come of this week. Not only do you look like a standup gal, but other people will have to think twice about doing you wrong, unless they want to be found out, and have a CP hurtin' put on them.
If only everyone could just be the better man. You rule.
Brilliant. :)
And this is why you are the Princess. Keep that crown polished.
And by the way, you rule. (had to throw in the pun)
You are a better person than me! I would have ended it with the first part and not given her an out. Five bucks says she'll take the next opportunity she can to make you look bad. But hopefully I'm wrong. :o) I'm glad it ended amicably though.
ohmyword. how I HATE office politics. But, as always, you handled it like a pro. GO CP!
I love the way you operate!! ALL HAIL CP!!
I've been waiting all day for the end of that story--cause I knew it was gonna be good.
I am so happy to hear the way you resolved this. I'd been sittin' here stewin' about it, and couldn't wait to read your next post. Your conversation with Jackass should be an interesting one. I want to know what motivated her to sabatoge you when she didn't even know you. I'm sure you'll get to the bottom of that one too.
Oh, that was stunningly delicious. I love the high road. Thank you for sharing that. Makes me feel good that sometimes the good guy finishes first.
You. Are. Awesome.
Period.
niiiiiiiiiiice. well served. uve been baggin a lot of ass lately. the blonde and now this.
http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/certifiable
please click on the above link. these gits at dictionary.com need to define certifiable AGAIN.
CP, Private Dick.
You are obviously from noble lines. Given the opportunity to vanquish an enemy in a brutal public display of humiliation most would have buried that jackass and continued the cycle of mistrust. You however have chosen to perhaps turn an enemy into an ally. Bravo!
well done!
i can't actually put into words how proud i am of how you stood up for yourself. i'm just bursting.
i have a tear or two in my eyes as i write this. i am sooooo proud!
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i'm a little iffy on you covering for her... but you know how to do this sort of thing better than me
i've been burned twice and thrice by people like that whenever i try to do the forgive and re-establish relations thing
My guess is that Jackass rules the roost at work because no one stands up to her. Sort of like prison hierarchy. I do hope Jackass learned from this little game she played but remember, "a leopard doesn't change it's spots". At least not without a lot of soul searching and drive to do so.
Wow... you did good... I am speechless (and I am not speechless easily, you know thát)
What's an ambulette? It sounds cute.
I love the way you handled that ... from the PI work to the final response.
I can't believe people like Jackass exist. Why on earth would someone go to all that trouble to make you look bad? Maybe I'm naive. Are there really more miserable fucks like this in the world?
I am glad this had a happy-ish ending... however, it does tell you VOLUMES about what working with this syphillitic twunt is going to be like... I'd always have to be on the defense dealing with someone like that.
What a wonderful way of handling the situation..
Hats off to you!
Minerva
Your life never ceases to amaze me!
I've stopped by to say goodbye my friend.
...and this is why the whole world loves us some CP!
You rock girl. I love it!
She doesn't get away with the shit, and you come up smelling like roses. Yay!
Well you are def. a FAR better person than I am. At the VERY least, you are much more level-headed. You are the bee's knees. Love you .
Remind me never to cross your certifiably crazy ass!
That was way better than freakin' the fuck out on the bitch, which she totally deserves. While a freak out would have stung a little..but mostly make you look bad...what you did/said gives her a nice, slow burn of guilt and shame. And you come out a better person for it with a lesson to teach us CP Followers.
I bow to thee.
Nice. You handled that very well, CP. Not sure about the covering for her part - I would have left her to do her own slow burn, and just been sure to leave very clear tracks of my work when she's on from now on... Karma, baby - she'll get hers.
I KNEW it would work out in your favor!!
CP, you really are God's favorite child!
*cheering in Maryland for CP!*
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