EMS Week, that is. It’s just a pat ourselves on the back week for lazy bosses and hospital administrators. Oh joy, I can go to a senior citizen housing development and check people’s blood pressures. Or, I can show up in uniform and be a prop in someone’s EMS Week dog and pony show. We got a lame ass email from our boss telling us how great we are. Well, we get about one of those a month anyway, but they still continue to overwork us, short change us on equipment, nickle and dime us on overtime (but not them), and generally make asses of themselves.
Some of the hospital appear to be doing stuff, but of course that’s only for the day guys and the night guys that come in early to work. Anyone who works after 5:00PM continues to get nothing but the empty boxes and plates of food that were given to the day guys. The only good thing is that I only work two days this week so my aggravation level will be lower.
One of these days EMS workers as a group are going to figure out that we are being played for chumps and refuse to participate at all. Of course that will be well after I’ve retired. Which come to think of it, would be a great way to celebrate EMS Week!