Well Done Wolf....

I prefer medium-rare wolf, myself.

Oh so clever.

Well, I can at least say I'm always fresh!

Congrats, Wolf. Sounds like you've landed nicely. You deserve it.

Worked the weekend, wasn't insanely busy, but wasn't totally quiet and boring.

Got to spend some quality time with hyperguy, actually getting a chance to talk. He's pretty cool. He spent some time showing me around parts of the department I hadn't really seen. There is an actual lab, with centrifuges, a biohazard fridge, a big-ass eyewash fountain, and everything.

I still want to be able to wander around the campus a bit. There are a lot of buildings and I'd like to have a better idea of what I'm sending people into.

I am seriously tired out.

I worked my regular shift last night (left at 2300) and had agreed to an OT shift in honor of the holiday weekend ... bossdude wanted double coverage on today.

Now I know why. The assistant to bossdude was in stupid early this morning and called everyone on the waiting list to come in to fill the place up.

I love the overtime, don't get me wrong, but the ass-busting work I had to do in order to earn it? Not so much. I was looking forward to a day of a couple of phone calls and setting things up for the evening people.

I ended up with a lot of phone calls, and a lobby full of junkies wondering why everything was taking so long.

Well, my cow orkers are starting to figure out that I know _everybody_.

One of them kindly offered to take me on a tour around the campus, show me what the units looked like, and so on. As we walked up to this one building, there were police cars out front. "Well that can't be good," she said.

As we walked up to the cop he said, "Hey what are you doing here?"

"I'm not there anymore, I'm here!"

Lots of smiling and handshaking.

As we walked away, she said, "That cop knows you?"

"yeah, I know all of them."

So, a couple of days ago, there's an incident in my department, cops are there again, and the sergeant is in the office taking a statement from somebody or another ... he interrupts his business to give me a big hug. I thought hyperguy's eyeballs would fall out he was bugging so much.

It's not just cops.

I had presented a case to one of the attendings, and was telling the other folks what was going on in case they got any calls about that patient coming in. I referred to the shrink the way I've always referred to him ... by his first name.

One of them said, wait, who is (firstnameredacted)?

The attending. That's his first name.

Oh, you call doctors by their first names? (Dr. Firstnameredacted is notoriously straightlaced, apparently. He's the one I was hugging in the hallway my second day there)

The one's that I have known for 15 years, yes.

I also know the majority of local people that refer to us, and, of course, everybody at the old nuthouse.

bossdude called me into his office yesterday, pointing out that my 90 day eval was coming up, and he wanted to talk with me a little bit.

He mentioned some areas where I had shown improvement, and was asking where I was having issues, usual boss stuff.

Then he mentioned that whole thing about my title being different from all the others (They are Admissions Officers, I am the Clinical Admissions Specialist) ... and how I'm going to be finding out what that entails, now that I know how to do the base job. I'm going to have responsibility for screening cases that are being presented by outside agencies.

He kept saying, "you're a master's level clinician." There were overtones of awe attached there.

You know, at the old nuthouse, nobody ever regarded me that way.

That's awesome! Way to go!

Respect. There is NO substitute!

Way to go, Wolf!

Most uncomfortable moment to date ... We had a TG male come in (f>m) who needed to be body searched and also monitored for a urine.

Everybody else in the office was in a tizzy over how do do the search. As low woman on the totem pole, it got handed to me. Hyperguy was all "how do you do with that?"

By not making it a big deal.

Went in with the young transman, explained the process, and started by saying, "So, are you wearing a binder or have you had top surgery already?"

Nothing like breaking the ice by cutting to the chase, and letting him know that I was cool with the deal, didn't really mind, and just wanted to get to business.

Awesome! Do I need to call you Ms. Master's Level Clinician now? ;)

Wolf it is sSO good to know you've landed where you're appreciated.
You RAWQK and we always knew it!

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This pleases me, the respect shown here.
This makes me happy too (not that it wasn't said before, but that you're getting what you deserve now).