Problems with my Last Employer

I did medical transport for several years, mainly stretchers. I am at the point now I am tired of picking up 300lb pound people.

My boss steve and I did not get along, well he hated me, but I came to work everyday, on time and I got the job done.

The family is from Scotland, not a bad thing, just the most dysfunctional family I have ever met. It was nothing to walk in the office and have to step around two brothers who were fighting to get to the coffee pot.

I got called into the office on a regular basis, at least once a week, either talked to, or I had to sign a paper where I had been written up.

So he is talking to me about a patient I picked up. He said did you really ask the patient how they got so fat. Well yes I did. Then you told the nurse she had a nice ass. Well yes I did.

What made you say such a thing? Well it was true, on both parts. How does someone live in a nursing home, and weigh 300lbs, unless he has pizza coming in a night.

Then steve says , why cant you look at me when I am talking to you? Steve it is real hard for me to look a man in the eyes when he is wearing a skirt. He stands up, and for what ever reason begins to yell, it is not a skirt it is a kilt, it is our tradition. Well no steve it is a skirt, spencers has them on sale for 30.00 bucks, or I have a Catholic catalog I can bring in.

Called into the office again, this time the owner, well I call head cheese, the father. The new Secretary is sitting down. He ask me have I met shannon? Well yes as a matter of fact I have. He says, did you tell shannon you were in charge of the sexual harassment department, and if she had any problems to call you.  I may have said something along that line. Then he says, did you tell her she had a nice ass? Again I may have have said something along that line.

Shortly after is when we all had to sign sexual harassment forms , like it was my fault.

The county was nice enough to let me attend three sensitivity classes while getting paid. You know I do not like getting close to people I transport. Most are ill, and only have a short time with us, but when transporting someone this one time , he said you know I have less than a month to live. All I said was wow that sucks. I mean what do you say, when someone is spilling their heart out, when you do not even really know them. It slipped.

There were other cases I guess, because I had to attend two other classes. The first class I failed, because I walked the blind gentleman to the cross walk, who was not really blind, so I could not get into the game. I mashed the button, patted him on his back, and said just walk straight across, and you should be good. Well no apparently that is wrong as well.

The truth is though, most blind people do not want your assistance, they have spent a great many years in school learning to be independent.

Well I lasted 6 years, yea I know hard to believe.

I just do not get some people.

Vile

4 Responses to “Problems with my Last Employer”

  1. Well… I understand it. Both from you and your employer strangely enough. You’re a tough guy for staying that long in a job that was clearly not it at all…
    It’s a bit silly that you can’t compliment a girl on her ass, I for myself would be flattered… but in some workplaces it’s really not done. All that means is that wasn’t the place for you.
    As for the “fat” remark… Yeah. I would have totally asked the same, if only out of curiosity.
    In my opinion; no blame on you at all, no blame on the guy you worked for, it was just a really bad match…

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