Friday, February 14, 2014
Why A Bunch of Broads Shouldn't Work Together (Alternate Title: Why I Am So Pissed Off)
I have been in health care since I was 15, was a pharmacy tech for 4 years, and have been a nurse since I was 20. That's almost a decade and a half of wonder why in the name of all that's holy would I choose this? Don't get me wrong, I love my job. I really, really do. And I kick ass at it. But I am telling you what all this experience has taught me: Women can't work together, and therefore, can't run shit.
Please don't start with feminist tirades, because frankly, they fall short. I think we should be able to vote and own property and all that jazz, but let me tell you, anyone barking for a female president is an idiot.
Let me offer some evidence.
Why? Because women are the most self-conscious people in the world. They don't like it if you offer constructive criticism, because they think you are criticizing them. You ask them to help with something, you are nagging. You don't blow sunshine up their asses, you aren't being supportive. They tear each other up. Wild animals have not inflicted the kind of shit on their young in the history of the world, that woman do to each other in the workplace. And last, but not least, they spend too much time picking everything everyone says apart, and whispering about it behind closed doors.
Have I been guilty of this in the past? Yes, I was once an insecure 15-year-old. But I am a grown woman now. I could care less what anyone else looks like, because I am married, am a good shot...my husband ain't going no where. I've never been a person who needs to feel like the prettiest, but I can tell you I have been the one with the most commonsense more often than not. I learned at my first job as a nurse, no good comes from befriending the natives of the nursing home. Keep your head down, for God's sake don't offer any constructive criticism (you are only going to be targeted or make more work for yourself), and don't talk to anyone unless it directly relates to the job you have to do.
My favorite expression, and the one that I inevitably repeat to my employees at least once a week is this: Stay in your lane! HONK! HONK! That means, if you are worried about what you are doing, then you don't have time to worry what everyone else is not doing.
Most recently, having a lot of experience, I offered some suggestions. You know what it got me? A pain in the ass.
Someone should've shouted at me:
"Stay in YOUR LANE! HONK! HONK!"