The dreaded pager, I hate this thing. I cringe when I hear beeping sounds, even the beeping sound in my car, indicating my seat belt is not on. When other people's beepers go off I want to hurl something at them (yes, I did get called out last night)I can't watch Gray's Anatomy any more because their beepers go off ALL.THE.TIME. I swear I have beeper PTSD.
Even when my beeper isn't going off, it weighs heavily on me. I don't want to start a project because I might be called in. I sort of wander around the house in limbo land wondering if my beeper is going off and I have to rush to work.
I love my job. I love helping people. The beeper, is well, a pain!
Thankfully, I have only two more call days in the next two months as I transition into the chronic unit and then I will gladly tie a colorful bow on this thing and return it to my boss.
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i have so much to say-nice v's day goodies from hubby, pictionary is so fun, and i know just what you mean with the pager! i'm on call for my job every day (only an extra 1.5 hours) but it weighs on me, too. i check the clock constantly, willing it to be the time my on call is over!
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