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The wife got me a raptor for my birthday. Now if I can just land this new gig so I can start riding rigs part time on my off days.
Raptor? Clever girl...
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The wife got me a raptor for my birthday. Now if I can just land this new gig so I can start riding rigs part time on my off days.
Let me preface this my saying I would have posted this even if you had not posted. This is not a slam on dispatchers by any means.
Anyway, on my shift it's my job to orient new part time staff and get them up to speed and meeting agency expectations. I genuinely enjoy this role, but lately my patience is being significantly stretched by a new hire who is also a local dispatcher and volunteer firefighter. He's incredibly enthusiastic and wants to learn to be a good EMT, but I can't figure out how to encourage him to be humble. His other jobs have given him some experience but he's got nothing on most of our staff, who average something like 17 years on the job.
I try and educate on something simple like radio procedures and he blows me off citing his dispatch experience and then proceeds to screw it all up, so guess who takes that hit. I'm more worried about his interactions at the station, where he's making the all to common rookie mistake of trying to come off as salty but I'm not really sure how to approach that, I've already pulled him aside to tell him that the crews will either ignore him or eat him alive if he keeps that up. So far to no avail.
I don't want him to fail since we need part timers and some younger blood (like me) would be appreciated. Thoughts?
You know I have realised what an absolutely horrible job I have sometimes.
I have to deal with people who die, or most often, the families of people who have died, generally in violent or less than dignified circumstances, or people who are otherwise very ill or injured. I have to deal with people who are suffering some sort of acute psychiatric crisis and there is little I can do for them, and on the other hand dealing with patients who do not need my services or expertise and are much better off not even calling us and going to a GP or pharmacy and sorting themselves out.
I have to deal with working 8 or 9 hours straight before getting a decent break and wolfing food down between patients, sleeping on the couch because I am so tired I feel that if I didn't get a power nap I'd be dangerously fatigued.
My days off are never the same, I work horribly unsocial hours and my housemates often question if I am alive because they have not seen me in so long. I am told I am not good relationship stock because of my working schedule and am often collapsed on my days off from fatigue. I have not had any decent adult human contact in months and months and no real romantic contact in many months more.
I am paid no more for my $20,000 degree than somebody who has done no formal university education.
I think I'm beginning to really regret the life choices I've made up until now and I am not sure I want to stay in this job much longer.
Take a vacation! or talk to admin about hours.
No way to cut back to part time for a bit and reevaluate if you'd like to continue? Sorry you're feeling that way though.You're kidding right? We work within a strictly defined watch system whereby there is no variation.
You know I have realised what an absolutely horrible job I have sometimes.
I have to deal with people who die, or most often, the families of people who have died, generally in violent or less than dignified circumstances, or people who are otherwise very ill or injured. I have to deal with people who are suffering some sort of acute psychiatric crisis and there is little I can do for them, and on the other hand dealing with patients who do not need my services or expertise and are much better off not even calling us and going to a GP or pharmacy and sorting themselves out.
I have to deal with working 8 or 9 hours straight before getting a decent break and wolfing food down between patients, sleeping on the couch because I am so tired I feel that if I didn't get a power nap I'd be dangerously fatigued.
My days off are never the same, I work horribly unsocial hours and my housemates often question if I am alive because they have not seen me in so long. I am told I am not good relationship stock because of my working schedule and am often collapsed on my days off from fatigue. I have not had any decent adult human contact in months and months and no real romantic contact in many months more.
I am paid no more for my $20,000 degree than somebody who has done no formal university education.
I think I'm beginning to really regret the life choices I've made up until now and I am not sure I want to stay in this job much longer.
Quite frankly, if you have any other job options at all, and I mean at ALL, Quit. Not in 6 months, not in 3 months, just quit, state your needing to take some time off to adjust your career path, put your 2 weeks in, and get the hell out. If New Zealand is anything at all like the US then you will have little trouble getting a job in 6 months or a year if you choose to reenter the field. But seriously, if you feel that way for more than a week, and don't have a change of mind after discussing it with a few people, I would really advise you to get out now...don't fart around trying to make it better.
This is the worst advice I have ever heard. Not everybody needs to quit when they have a period of job dissatisfaction. Talking to a colleague, talking to a therapist, taking an extended vacation, finding a hobby… all of these can help to temper those feelings of "what did I do". Anybody who's working EMS for a period of time has these feelings. We need to find ways to help our brothers and sisters, not just encourage them to take the path of least resistance by quitting.
It sounds like a little depression, something that a therapist and maybe some meds can help. Citalopram works wonders.
Whatever you do, realize that people want to help… There's always someone around to talk to, and probably somebody who's been through almost the exact same thing you're going through.
Starting off our fourth with a fly out
Yep. Rollover with ejection about thirty miles out of town. Two counties responded to itI am guessing a car accident?
I am guessing a car accident?
Starting off our fourth with a fly out
Nah....shark attack! :rofl:
Starting off our fourth with a fly out