T-minus 1788-1780

We're working on the shift schedule for work. Librarian 1 is under the belief that because I am new, I, Kelly, Librarian 3 should work every night...every night...Sunday to Saturday....every night...huh?......Why?

Because 2 years ago when she, Librarian 1, arrived at the University of Marianna....she had to.

So let's follow this train of thought shall we? If person 1 has to do something...whether it was fair or not...whether it was right or not...then everyone else who follows should too...especially me...because remember "I changed the library!"...yeah...sure....I'll do it...no problem....really...really?....really?

And of course Librarian 2 agreed with Librarian 1 because...wait for it....wait for it...she's afraid of her.

Huh!?!

Both of you take a big sniffily-whiffily because I am not....I repeat...I am NOT.....doing something that someone says to do just because they feel like dishing out illogical, unfair and just plain ignorant "rules."

Hello? That's what got me here in the first place!

Wait...I'm diverting from my regularly scheduled program for a station break.......

I was re-reading some of my blogs and man!...Can you say typo's!?! From now on I promise to both spell check and re-read my posts...lol....I is edu-ma-cated...and yup....Iz got my Bachelor's degree...oh yeah!

Now....back to our program children.

As a result of Librarian 1 refusing to work any library nights...we...meaning all 3 of the librarian's only get one day off per week.

Anyway... on to more interesting things.

There is an older lady in my dorm...We'll call her Joe. Who wasn't feeling well for about a week. She began stopping by medical daily and asking the nurse practitioner and/or one of the other nurses if they could give her a check up and let her know what was wrong. Each time she went her requests were ignored...the nursing staff told her to stop complaining and to stop trying to get an idle.

IDLE- bed restriction, where you don't go to work, or anything else....total bed rest.

This continued for about 2 weeks until finally she noticed what looked like a boil on her ass (look people...there was no "nice" way to say it) it was a large red lump. The other women in the unit began to get more and more concerned for her and began putting in cop-outs...

Cop-out - A request to the administration department of your choice.

...asking medical why they would not help her. No response. Finally, Joe began sending her cop-outs directly to the Doctor and then to Administration and finally to the Warden. At least a month and a half had passed since her first symptoms began and she 1st asked for help.

As a result what happened:
1. The boil burst...not cute or healthy in a shared restroom and bedroom situation.
2. She had to be taken to the hospital, where she stayed for 3 weeks to treat her Staph infection.

WTF ... really?

OK...more than a few issues here but here is my main one:

Answering some one's call for help...especially when it is your job.

To be continued...

FAITH 51212

3 miles daily and counting.