Wednesday, January 19

light.

After writing my post about lemons I felt guilty not sharing more details
however I'm not one to share my soul with many people
but it's been almost a week since the event that prompted such a post
I am now feeling ready to share
this is a long post.... sorry

Months ago preventive cardiology who I work for
announced they were going to try to get another full time position approved
it took FOREVER.
seriously
it all started in September and they just filled the position.
Since there are 3 super great awesome candidates working part time
they posted the job opening internally and just long enough for us to apply
I was super excited
I have been working there over a year and longer then anyone else
All my fellow employee's told me the job was mine
we went through all the formalities of applying
3 interviews!
I was confidant primarily because I felt like a great candidate
I knew it'd be hard for them to decide
all the employee's are super great
I need to add:
I work the most shifts, if I worked 1 day more I'd be working 'full-time'
I am proficient in both components of my job, inpatient and outpatient
Patients remember me by name(impressive when they see so many people a day)

Anyways I'm sure you already know what happened
my manager took me into the hall ... seriously and told me they chose anthony
'we decided to go with Anthony, I don't have a reason'
yeah that makes perfect sense ....
'I love you like a little sister and really want you to stay working here'
right....
'we'll have another FT position within a year when daybreak opens'
hope i'm not around....
obviously it was upsetting
I was totally outraged, upset, sad, angry, betrayed, blindsided and so much more
all weekend I dreaded going back to work today
I'd have to face all my co-workers
we'd have to talk about it
how could I possibly be composed enough to go through that....
but
somehow through all those emotions I finally found peace
Finally I felt like what everyone said all along was true
'something good will come from all of this'
'everything happens for a reason'

Each day got a little bit better
Sam even treated me to a mani/pedi to make me feel better
by the time I returned to work today I felt like me again
(well except for the fact that I came home early with the flu)
also something Sam treated me to.
I talked to my managers' manager and they gave me 2 lame-o reasons
but I was happy to have tangible reasons.
It made me feel like they didn't just pick a name out of a hat
That there was some thought to their decision

So I feel like there's light at the end of tunnel.
The turning of a page
And I'm happy again, because no one can take that from me

stay tuned for a post about what I learned from this experience
many of you inspired me.


6 comments:

Jill Kennedy said...

I thought your work was the reason. Sorry for the bad news...but this just gives a better opportunity to come into your life.

Rachel said...

glad they gave you a reason of sorts, good or not good it's a bit better than nothing. you are awesome, and so many people admire you, that hopefully means more than any job :) glad your week is looking brighter!! much love, rach

Nichole said...

Boo to them. Want to go egg their cars in the parking lot on your day off?

sanda said...

nichole-
Sam made me promise that I wouldn't egg or toilet paper them! but he said I could do anything else... let me know if you have any brilliant ideas

Amy said...

I'll help! I know of 4 little helpers that are great at creating a mess!! Love you and miss you. When can I hang out with you and Sam? PS your garlic press is at mom's by the microwave.

Nichole said...

When Phil was an evil teen, him and his friends used to be "those guys" who would knock people's mailboxes down with a baseball bat (actually, I don't think Phil even did that...just went along for the ride to fit it...) so maybe let's try that. I've also heard of "forking their front yard" and "cinder blocking their cars" ... let's try one of those if the mailboxing doesn't work out quite right. Maybe we could ask the YW to come along. They're always looking for mischief.