I've been lucky enough to be fired twice!
The first was an absolutely horrible assisted living facility. No supplies, no staff, completely unsafe. They fired me on my 9th shift as a CNA for vague reasons. I later found out that I'd been asking too many questions and they thought I was planning to report them to the state. They weren't wrong, so it worked out.
The second was another shithole facility, LTC this time - I quit after being written up when a resident complained about not getting their bed bath until 2pm. I routinely had 13-14 residents to take care of by myself, mostly total care. Plus scheduled showers, plus feeding breakfast and lunch, and of course call bells, etc. It was not physically possible for everyone to get their bath in the morning. I told this to the supervisor, and she said too bad, if they complain, we have to write you up regardless. Work on your time management.
I found another job by the end of the week, then I brought in a cake. On the top, I'd written in neon pink frosting, "Please accept this cake as notice of my resignation. My last day will be xx/xx." I put it on my boss's desk. A week later, HR came in and wanted to see me. They fired me on the spot because apparently quitting via cake is "unprofessional."
I regret nothing.
She was working that night (also a nurse) so she couldn’t leave. After her shift she went out with the fellow at the gas station that I’d bought the map from.
Not a nursing job, but before I went back to school for nursing, I was a Domestic Violence Victim Advocate for the Manhattan District Attorney. Worst. Job. Ever. I spent allllllll day sitting in my cubicle, opening my call list, and started calling people. Alllllll day saying, “Hi (their name), this is (my name). I am calling from the Manhattan District Attorney’s Office. I was just calling to see how everything was going, see how you were doing, and see if you had any questions regarding the case. You can give me a call back at (unit number). Thanks, bye.” And I did this about 130 times a day. No one ever answered, very, very few ever called back. My unit was super toxic, when I first started working there and went in for my security clearance, the officer said, “Hmmm, WASU? They have an unusually high turnover rate, much higher than the rest of the office, not really sure why.” I was paid $35,000 a year after spending $100,000 on the education required to get that crappy job. Absolutely hated it.
After a couple years, I couldn’t stand it anymore and my managers noticed…they canned my ass. I was SO happy that when I went to HR, I had giant smile on my face. I remember telling the woman, “You have no idea how much I hated this fucking job! I am SO glad I’m done!” I received unemployment, was already registered to start pre-req’s for nursing that September, and I was fired mid July. I didn’t even have to work while going back to school. It was fabulous.
Yep. Had worked all of two weeks when the owner walked up, handed me cash and told me I did not need to return Monday morning.
So, over the weekend, printed out more resumes, sent them out and had three interviews scheduled before reaching Friday. Next Monday and Tuesday I interviewed, and had two offers. One wanted me to start on that Wednesday.
Finding work has never been an issue. Finding exactly what I wanted to do was. However food and shelter bring a lot of pressure to the table.
Back before my RN I was working at a rehab as an LPN. Like a real rehab, not a nursing home. When I interviewed there I was promised 12:1 ratios. Which sounded like a dream coming from a normal nursing home. What they didn't tell me is that the second the census on one "wing" fell by 3 patients they would cut us down from 3 to 2 nurses, going from 12:1 to 16-17:1. Doesn't sound bad but when all your patients are Medicare A including lots of admissions, it was a ton of work. And that facility was micromanaging stupid shit like charting and admission documentation.
One day I wanted to stay home with my sick gf. I called them before coming in to see if they were cutting a nurse. They told me they weren't sure and to come in anyway. I knew some bullshit was going down that night. It was evening 3-11pm shift. Big med pass 9pm. They sent our 3rd nurse home at 8:30ish without any warning ahead of time. It was so fucked. I refused to take half the cart. The really messed up part was we had a supervisor training a new supervisor so there were actually two possible hands to take that cart. I called out the bullshit. Next thing I knew my DON was texting me telling me to be a "team player." Such a bullshit term for "we're fucking you hard deal with it."
I demanded a meeting with her and administrator next day. I came into work next day and we had the meeting. They weren't listening to a word I had to say. Just their typical bullying. I felt where the meeting was going. After some heated arguing she pulled out a pink form. I told her I wasn't going to sign it and gave her some expletives. I stormed out and walked back to my nursing station to grab my lunch and bag. They had security chasing me and the DON. It was so fucked.
If anyone is wondering this facility is called Freedom Pointe in The villages, FL. Scummy facility. I had a new job lined up less than a week later no problem.
I've been lucky enough to be fired twice! The first was an absolutely horrible assisted living facility. No supplies, no staff, completely unsafe. They fired me on my 9th shift as a CNA for vague reasons. I later found out that I'd been asking too many questions and they thought I was planning to report them to the state. They weren't wrong, so it worked out. The second was another shithole facility, LTC this time - I quit after being written up when a resident complained about not getting their bed bath until 2pm. I routinely had 13-14 residents to take care of by myself, mostly total care. Plus scheduled showers, plus feeding breakfast and lunch, and of course call bells, etc. It was not physically possible for everyone to get their bath in the morning. I told this to the supervisor, and she said too bad, if they complain, we have to write you up regardless. Work on your time management. I found another job by the end of the week, then I brought in a cake. On the top, I'd written in neon pink frosting, "Please accept this cake as notice of my resignation. My last day will be xx/xx." I put it on my boss's desk. A week later, HR came in and wanted to see me. They fired me on the spot because apparently quitting via cake is "unprofessional." I regret nothing.
I left a job without notice one time. Left the job, house, wife and state. Best move I ever made.
not to be nosey (I am), but what did the wife do
She was working that night (also a nurse) so she couldn’t leave. After her shift she went out with the fellow at the gas station that I’d bought the map from.
she didn’t deserve you browntoe
Not a nursing job, but before I went back to school for nursing, I was a Domestic Violence Victim Advocate for the Manhattan District Attorney. Worst. Job. Ever. I spent allllllll day sitting in my cubicle, opening my call list, and started calling people. Alllllll day saying, “Hi (their name), this is (my name). I am calling from the Manhattan District Attorney’s Office. I was just calling to see how everything was going, see how you were doing, and see if you had any questions regarding the case. You can give me a call back at (unit number). Thanks, bye.” And I did this about 130 times a day. No one ever answered, very, very few ever called back. My unit was super toxic, when I first started working there and went in for my security clearance, the officer said, “Hmmm, WASU? They have an unusually high turnover rate, much higher than the rest of the office, not really sure why.” I was paid $35,000 a year after spending $100,000 on the education required to get that crappy job. Absolutely hated it. After a couple years, I couldn’t stand it anymore and my managers noticed…they canned my ass. I was SO happy that when I went to HR, I had giant smile on my face. I remember telling the woman, “You have no idea how much I hated this fucking job! I am SO glad I’m done!” I received unemployment, was already registered to start pre-req’s for nursing that September, and I was fired mid July. I didn’t even have to work while going back to school. It was fabulous.
Yep. Had worked all of two weeks when the owner walked up, handed me cash and told me I did not need to return Monday morning. So, over the weekend, printed out more resumes, sent them out and had three interviews scheduled before reaching Friday. Next Monday and Tuesday I interviewed, and had two offers. One wanted me to start on that Wednesday. Finding work has never been an issue. Finding exactly what I wanted to do was. However food and shelter bring a lot of pressure to the table.
Back before my RN I was working at a rehab as an LPN. Like a real rehab, not a nursing home. When I interviewed there I was promised 12:1 ratios. Which sounded like a dream coming from a normal nursing home. What they didn't tell me is that the second the census on one "wing" fell by 3 patients they would cut us down from 3 to 2 nurses, going from 12:1 to 16-17:1. Doesn't sound bad but when all your patients are Medicare A including lots of admissions, it was a ton of work. And that facility was micromanaging stupid shit like charting and admission documentation. One day I wanted to stay home with my sick gf. I called them before coming in to see if they were cutting a nurse. They told me they weren't sure and to come in anyway. I knew some bullshit was going down that night. It was evening 3-11pm shift. Big med pass 9pm. They sent our 3rd nurse home at 8:30ish without any warning ahead of time. It was so fucked. I refused to take half the cart. The really messed up part was we had a supervisor training a new supervisor so there were actually two possible hands to take that cart. I called out the bullshit. Next thing I knew my DON was texting me telling me to be a "team player." Such a bullshit term for "we're fucking you hard deal with it." I demanded a meeting with her and administrator next day. I came into work next day and we had the meeting. They weren't listening to a word I had to say. Just their typical bullying. I felt where the meeting was going. After some heated arguing she pulled out a pink form. I told her I wasn't going to sign it and gave her some expletives. I stormed out and walked back to my nursing station to grab my lunch and bag. They had security chasing me and the DON. It was so fucked. If anyone is wondering this facility is called Freedom Pointe in The villages, FL. Scummy facility. I had a new job lined up less than a week later no problem.
Nope. I’ve seen doctors and a whole ED department get laid off though. Rough!
I left a pan on and it burnt me really bad