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These are the mad musings of a middle aged woman, dyke, nurse, poet. I have a dog, a cat, a mobile home, and delusions of grandeur.

Location: California, United States

Sunday, February 05, 2006

Take Back Your Power Day

NursePam is declaring this a National Holiday. I'm going to call it Over 50's Take Back Your Power Day. I would call it Old Ladies Take Back Your Power Day but I'm thinking that there is more ageism involved here than there is sexism.

As always, I use the example of my nurses because....

Well, because they do snotty so well. Forgetting that we older folks might stick together, they plot, and plan evil games to overthrow the rules at work in full view and hearing of the 2 new nurse. The new nurses who happen to be in their 40's and 60's respectively. Not realizing that the old ladies will spill their guts to me at the first opportunity.

Now I am armed and dangerous. They believe that we are hog tied because we are desperate for nurses? HA! NursePam simply walks in and does a medication pass on Saturday night when there is a staffing problem. Any questions ladies?

Won't call me to inform me of an injured resident because I didn't give you what you wanted? And you think I'm going to call you back from home on a Sunday because you want the day off?


Not bloody likely. Oh, and by the way, there is a written warning waiting for you on my desk.

Calling in sick because you received a warning? There'll be another waiting for you when you return. Gonna threaten to quit? PLEASE quit! I'm begging you. I am not afraid. Been there, done that, bought the tee shirt and the hat.

You're sick of me? I'm sick of you saying you don't want to be told what to do when your too damned lazy to go back to school so that you can be the boss. Of course, you won't last if you get there because down deep, you aren't tough enough.

Think all of your coworkers are on your side? My, my! You should hear what they have to say about you.

So while you are plotting to overthrow me, I'm still older, smarter, and craftier. I know how people are. I know how the work place operates. And best of all, I know what's waiting for you.

While you primp and talk on your cell phone instead of doing your job, I'm mentoring the smart young thing with a work ethic and a hunger to make her life better.

When my young protoge becomes your boss, you'll be older, not cute, and sloppy in your work habits because you didn't believe you had anything to learn. While you're working the night shift thankful for any job, she'll be raking in the big bucks and telling you what to do.

Good luck doll face. Because I will have long ago schooled her in every dirty trick you know how to throw at her.

I may be older. But I'm not your mother. And I'm not dead yet.

Kinja, the weblog guide


Anonymous Anonymous said...

LMAO.... get 'em Pammie!!
*hugs* ~ Nony

12:15 AM PST  
Anonymous Anonymous said...


5:07 AM PST  
Blogger Gina said...

you know it's funny it's usually the most dispensable that think the whole place will crumble with out them. there are so few people in this world who can't be replaced, and while I've never been in carge of a floor of nurses, but some how I think a night shift nurse can be spared.

7:07 AM PST  
Blogger Trop said...

"Face it gals, I'm older and I have more insurance!" --Evelyn Couch, Fried Green Tomatoes.

8:33 AM PST  
Blogger Trop said...

Hey Pammie, last night Court and I saw Menopause: The Musical. It's coming to Escondido (California Performing Arts Center). Definitely go to that--you will pee your pants with laughter!

7:40 AM PST  
Blogger NursePam said...

It sounds like my kind of musical. Thanks for the tip kiddos :o)

8:12 AM PST  

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