SeaCat
Hey, my Halo is smoking
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It's Christmas Eve so it was time for my wife and I to hand out gifts and get ready for tomorrow.
We drive in to the hospital with a number of bags filled with wooden boxes. Each box is eight inches long by four inches wide and and inch and a half deep. Twenty five boxes in total with most of them having a name burned into it before it was varnished. Inside each box was a Stethescope. (Remember me telling about how I had been collecting the broken ones in work and repairing them?) I had enough stethescopes for each R.N. and Aide on my unit with a couple of extras.
These were all Littman's. Several Cardio II's and the rest were Classic IIe's. Not the old el cheapos you find in many stores. These are proffesional quality 'scopes. Each one had been cleaned and supplied with new parts to bring them back to "Like New Condition".
The Cardio's of course went to my favorite R.N.'s. (Hey I'm giving them away so I can chose who I give them to.)
So we get to my unit and I start handing the boxes out to the staff members who are working. The rest go into the bosses office to be given to people as they show up for work. (Yes I even gave the boss one.)
For the non medical staff on the unit I also had gifts. For the Housekeepers I had $50.00 gift cards to their favorite stores. For the Social Worker I had a combination Basket. A leather bound Note Book with her name embossed into it. A Pen and Pencil Set and two Day Spa tickets for "The Works".
I was feeling good as I handed these gifts out. I had put a lot of effort into them. Then the bitching started. People wanted to know why this was all they were getting. Some people were complaining about the gifts themselves, why did I think they would like something like this? I actually had one R.N. walk up to me and hand me the box back while telling me she didn't want a piece of shit gift like this from me or anyone else.
Well needless to say I was really feeling the holiday spirit. I turned around and left the unit without saying a word. (I knew better because I knew exactly what I wanted to say.)
Ahh well, it's the thought that counts.
Tomorrow I'll head up to my parents and enjoy my Christmas with them.
Cat
We drive in to the hospital with a number of bags filled with wooden boxes. Each box is eight inches long by four inches wide and and inch and a half deep. Twenty five boxes in total with most of them having a name burned into it before it was varnished. Inside each box was a Stethescope. (Remember me telling about how I had been collecting the broken ones in work and repairing them?) I had enough stethescopes for each R.N. and Aide on my unit with a couple of extras.
These were all Littman's. Several Cardio II's and the rest were Classic IIe's. Not the old el cheapos you find in many stores. These are proffesional quality 'scopes. Each one had been cleaned and supplied with new parts to bring them back to "Like New Condition".
The Cardio's of course went to my favorite R.N.'s. (Hey I'm giving them away so I can chose who I give them to.)
So we get to my unit and I start handing the boxes out to the staff members who are working. The rest go into the bosses office to be given to people as they show up for work. (Yes I even gave the boss one.)
For the non medical staff on the unit I also had gifts. For the Housekeepers I had $50.00 gift cards to their favorite stores. For the Social Worker I had a combination Basket. A leather bound Note Book with her name embossed into it. A Pen and Pencil Set and two Day Spa tickets for "The Works".
I was feeling good as I handed these gifts out. I had put a lot of effort into them. Then the bitching started. People wanted to know why this was all they were getting. Some people were complaining about the gifts themselves, why did I think they would like something like this? I actually had one R.N. walk up to me and hand me the box back while telling me she didn't want a piece of shit gift like this from me or anyone else.
Well needless to say I was really feeling the holiday spirit. I turned around and left the unit without saying a word. (I knew better because I knew exactly what I wanted to say.)
Ahh well, it's the thought that counts.
Tomorrow I'll head up to my parents and enjoy my Christmas with them.
Cat
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