Thursday, October 06, 2005

stupid stupid job.

In an effort to cut down the amount of meetings everyone in my "team" has to attend, my supervisor and her supervisor came up with a plan. We used to meet on Tuesday mornings to discuss the families in the shelter and on Thursday mornings we talked about the families in the other program. The meetings were combined so my Tuesday meetings were moved to Thursday. Today was the first time we tried the new "system" they came up with. The problem with the new "system" was that there was absolutely no direction.
The agenda was:
Case managers from the other program talk about their families
Children's Services talk about their families in the other program
Children's Services talk about their families in the shelter
Case manager from the shelter talk about their families
Yesterday my supervisor told me I didn't have to come to the part about the other program. The meeting starts at 9:30. I asked her what time I should come. She said she didn't know, but I could come late. I asked how late. She said she didn't know. Maybe come at 10AM, she said. Forget it, I'll just go at 9:30. So I went at 9:30AM. At 11:45AM they were still talking about the families in the other program. During one of the breaks, yes, there were two, one of the children's services people asked what time she should put in her calendar for the meeting to end. My supervisor said, "Well, this is a new format and we don't know what time the meeting will end." I almost cried. Who runs a meeting like this?? My supervisor ended up cutting off the other program so I would have time to do my part of the meeting. At that point it was 11:54. I announced that I would talk for 6 minutes and then I would be leaving. I started talking about one of the families and my supervisor interrupted me and said, "Could you please tell people some background about the family." I wanted to punch her. At the end of the meeting someone asked again if we could have an end time for the meeting. And she said again, "This is a new format and we don't know what time the meeting will end." I felt sick to my stomach. I wasted 3 hours this meeting because my supervisor sucks ass. Oh my GOD I'm so frustrated I could scream.

The good news is I finally got Strattera! Unfortunately there isn't a generic version so I have to pay more. I'm sounding like Debbie Downer. YES!

2 comments:

JenJen said...

or mad cow disease.

Joanna said...

When she asks me if I'm avoiding her, I should say that I'm just scared to get the bird flu from her because of her parakeet.