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23 February 2011 @ 08:59 pm
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Unpleasant moment(s; far too many s) of revelation were induced by a certain turn of events at work, to wit: refusal of my hospital to pay overtime to doctors. To put this in perspective, they have decided to pay us for a 39 hour week, which I think is roughly equivalent to 9-5? Which would be fine, only in one of the weeks I submitted for overtime last month, I worked 90 hours, and the rest were 60. Yadda yadda, our union is on it, we will possibly get this paid in a year or two provided we photocopy the relevant documentation, but of course the country (slash world) is in recession and they possibly can't afford to pay us. Charming bullying tactics have been employed by the consultants and effective stalling techniques by the salaries department that pretty much ensure we will be writing down just 39 hours regardless of what we actually work.

Generally the atmosphere is pretty poisonous and people are angry, BUT. I asked my friends if, given the situation, they would prefer to do something else. And the answer was no. Their issue is not with the job, just the employers. Whereas for me, I realised that the thing I like most about my job is opening the overtime pay cheque every month. For me, this job isn't worth it when the pay versus the hours evens out to roughly two euro above minimum wage. I always said I was doing it for the money, and that was really brought home to me this week. It's not that the base pay is pitiful by any means, I just don't think it's worth it for five years of study and such high levels of responsibility and HOURS, DID I MENTION THE HOURS?

Every month or so, it is true, I get attacks of the doldrums and go looking up jobs.ie and university websites, but this escapism has taken on a sharp edge now. If it came to getting another job, I have no qualifications and am not exactly competitive in an ever-tightening job market. If it came to applying for, idek, a Masters type thing or a DPhil, I have no research background and no academic nous. I just feel like I'm whipping my head around (and my hair back and forth, naturally), frantically looking for some way out, and finding that all routes are barred to me. I mean, I don't even think I could get a job as a waitress. I'd probably have to move back home and ... oh, whatever, happiness isn't a prerequisite of life after all.
Current Music: ... willow smith :( :( :(
the zedmeisterzedmeister on February 23rd, 2011 09:24 pm (UTC)
You could come to Canada! :D Sure, the pay is poor when you're a resident, but it's more than decent once you become a specialist.

And if you really want to rake in the dough, there's always the States.
every Starbucks should have a polar bearscoradh on February 23rd, 2011 09:36 pm (UTC)
The States would require me to finish the USMLEs, which entails three more exams, each with an asking price of about a grand. There's hella red tape to get into Canada too. I might as well be poor and miserable here, I guess!
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every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Art: Twins playing keyboardscoradh on February 24th, 2011 10:27 am (UTC)
The short answer is: no. Hospital medicine is a 24/7 service. However, after five(ish) there's only an on-call team available, for 'emergencies only'. If we all left at five, leaving behind admissions, sick patients et al, there would be an unconscionable amount of work left behind for the two or three doctors covering the entire hospital. Besides that, the consultants don't want this work done by on call staff, whose default - as mine is when I'm on call - is: if it's not urgent, the team will deal with it tomorrow. The consultants want it done by people who will be responsible for it later, basically, and if that means starting at seven or eight am and leaving at nine pm, so be it. Suxxors.
Blindmouse: creepy little coffee monsterblindmouse on February 24th, 2011 08:34 am (UTC)
Ugh. That all sounds awful. I mean, there is personally no level of pay in the world that would make me okay with working 60-90 hours a week on an ongoing basis, but if the pay was what was keeping you going, then this new development is rubbish :(

You should write a bestselling novel my dear. In ... your spare time /o\
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Art: disco ballscoradh on February 24th, 2011 10:28 am (UTC)
Thank you. Thank you for saying you would not be okay working sixty hours every week for forever. I'm surrounded by people who think that's okay and the negative reinforcement is making me feel lazy and guilty on top of everything else. NORMAL PEOPLE EXIST, YAY!

I haven't written in about four months. ;_____; I just can't seem to bring myself to write as a way out of a situation, and until my actual survival depends on it it probably won't happen. In other words, my pity party, let me show you it!
(Anonymous) on February 24th, 2011 10:44 pm (UTC)
It always seems like you really don't like this doctor thing enough to get through a whole working life of it and you'll end up doing something else in the end anyway. It just seems like such a waste to spend so much time doing something you don't want to do, and don't have to do. But then decisions really are hard.