Torn between two jobs, feeling like a fool.....

Ok - I went for another job a few months ago.

Somewhat surprisingly, I thought, I didn't get an interview - and, though I would normally have checked for feedback in such a situation, I then became busily engaged in falling off and over things and really hurting myself and then spending weeks and many antibiotics being very ill and fighting an infection from a spider bite. So - I forgot about the job.


Then - they ring me and offer an interview. (They had various hitches and such at their end that put off the interview process.) I was kind of bamboozled - cos I really had disconnected from the whole thing, but I went along and did the interview in a sort of daze....


So - I had to fill out a medical form thingy, and this apparently half-witted nurse from the other place rings me to say they need a letter from my doctor clearing me about a couple of things....(routine she says.)

I checked my referees, and the new folk hadn't gone to them, so I basically figured I didn't have the job, and didn't bother me doctor, and forgot about the new job AGAIN.

A couple of weeks later, half-witted nurse rings again, and says they don't have the letter. Well, I don't have the job, say I, so I won't bother with the letter. Er, says she, that isn't what I heard.

So - I fax doctor job specification and ask for letter to be faxed through urgently.

Weird nurse rang again yesterday - nearly a week and a half later - I don't think we have the letter, she says. You don't THINK you have it, or you DON'T have it, ask I? I don't think we have it in a way that means "we don't have it" she responds.

I ring my doctor - get receptionist - doctor is too busy with medical emergencies for your pissy little letter, says rude receptionist, or at least, she doesn't SAY that, but this is what she implies - (why are medical receptionists nearly always rude? I think it is the "secondary power and hence primary power without responsibility" thing, myself. One day I swear I am going to kick one. I mean some of them are fantastic - but many of them - oy veh!)

I figure no letter unless I pay for a visit and get the doctor to write it in front of me, is the message from all of this. Hey - I can get the bite site checked out while I am there.

But - I ring the boss from new place, outline the hold-up, and ask the fateful question - is it worth me going through going to doctor and all? YES, says she - do you want the job?

Damn fine question. DO I?




I honestly no longer know.


New job benefits:


1. Close to home - I can walk a good part of the way there - and maybe bus the last bit - hey presto, I get exercise, save more than $50 a week on petrol.

2. IN THE CITY! Where friends work - where things happen.

3. Work with under twelves - if I never see another adolescent again (though part of me does enjoy working with them) it will be too soon.

4. Specialising, instead of having to deal with any goddamn problem that comes in.


Neutrals or unknowns.


1. Same rank and pay.

2. New team: unknown factor.

3. Management - where I am currently, upper management is so bad it is dangerous - incompetent, bullying, no direction, no vision - AAAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHH. Affecting whole organisation and who knows how bad things will be in a couple of years?

New place? Unknown - seems ok, but who knows?

Advantages of where I am.

1. FANTASTIC team. Hilarious, supportive, wonderful. They are my FRIENDS!

2. Professional development: On cutting edge of working with very exciting new therapeutic methods that are proving to be of enormous benefit - extraordinarily exciting, becoming known nationally and - slowly - internationally. If I stay and consolidate my work, I will be able to teach other people how to work in this way, as well as becoming very competent in it myself. Can I bear to leave in the middle?



Waaaah - anyone got clever things to say/ask about resolving the dumb dilemma I have myself in?

(I am meeting with possible new boss early next week to talk more.)