I took an ICU job that was full time, at the very same hospital in which I was born.
It was a dream commute (no freeway, just 5 minutes from my house) and I often walked home, and shared a ride with the hubby on his way to the freeway.
The place was so bad, so utterly horrible, though the pay was good, there was a coven of horrible nurses who chose a select few to “like” and everyone else was waiting in line to be the focus of their torture.
Well, I lasted 3 months—the supervisor tried to intervene, the union rep tried to intervene…when it came down to it, I just don’t care to fight for a job that I hate, so I left.
I had to come back and help another nurse, someone with 30+ years experience, and write a letter about my own experiences, and how they ran off an experienced, registered nurse with advanced certification…she had to fight because she had lots to lose (seniority, pension, etc.)
I couldn’t get out of there fast enough.
I went on maybe 20 interviews, and never got the job offer, so I recently did get one and I’m happy, though it took me nearly a full year to find another job, I found the right one (the hospital size is perfect, the unit I want, the sort of people I want to work with, and the pay is about the same as before) the only thing that’s not great is the commute, but it’s manageable.
I’ve had horrible bosses, and worked in crap situations, but nothing like those jackals, putting patients at risk, just to be mean, sabotage and be vindictive. It was like an episode of the Borgias.
In the end, I made ends meet by relying on my hubby’s salary, cutting back my own spending, and selling some of my sketches and doodles and a bunch of excess stuff I had in the closet on ebay.
Worth it? Hell yes. NEVER, ever work anyplace that is torture to go to every day. Nothing is worth THAT. 1 month ago