People sometimes say that NHS staff consist of comfortably sitting on their asses weirdows. I think I have to agree (even it makes me one of them). I have worked in many different places during my life, but nowhere have I met so many sad and lonely people as in the hospitals where I worked.
There are many types, of course. There are groups of aged grumpy women scaring patients and any newbies away. There are packs of up their own asses consultants and rude nurses. There are dirty, scruffy single guys dreaming their lives away in the forgotten cellars (bowels of the hospital). I could go on. But it’s not my aim to categorise all the employees. Or is it?
Anyway, watching all this makes me sad and scares me at the same time. Will I ever be like them? Or… am I already one of them? Well, yes I get grumpy a lot. I’m passed my twenties. I have no prospect of getting a job somewhere else. Well, to be honest, I’m comfortable in my cosy job. As long as I can do job in the quickest amount of time, I can then spend the rest of my working hours feeding my hobbies and interests. And, to the certain extend my job is pretty secure. So, why should I leave?
I shouldn’t, but there are so many people that I wish would leave. I can start with Ian (36 year old ward clerk), who smokes cannabis in the stationery cupboard. He then goes around wailing(he thinks he is singing) and complaining how much he hates his job.
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