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I'm giving notice as of the 29th of August, and that solely because I could not live with myself if I didn't have a chance to train someone as a counter against the utter disaster that will occur if the office manager has to do this unaided (the best word I can think of to describe the situation when I got back was "clusterf--k," and no, I am not exaggerating. It really was that bad).
The clinic director knows; she thinks I'm doing the right thing, and told me that she's not surprised, given how things have deteriorated. She doesn't like the way the billing manager handles problems, is rapidly getting fed up with the idiot office manager, and told me that she doesn't see things improving at all, either short or long term. She's sad to see me go but thinks I'm doing the right thing, and said she'd gladly serve as a reference.
So. As of the end of the month, Dobby is free. I'm starting to send out resumes and set up interviews, and once I'm free *to* interview instead of having to lie about where I'm going and what I'm going, I hope things will go more easily. *crosses fingers*
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In house news, the furniture will be moved out and into storage on Friday afternoon, which means I have to spend the next couple of nights packing books and fragile items and moving them into the basement or my bedroom. A small table and couple of folding chairs are staying in the house so we'll have a place to sit and eat, but everything else is being moved or stored.
*gulp*
I'm giving notice as of the 29th of August, and that solely because I could not live with myself if I didn't have a chance to train someone as a counter against the utter disaster that will occur if the office manager has to do this unaided (the best word I can think of to describe the situation when I got back was "clusterf--k," and no, I am not exaggerating. It really was that bad).
The clinic director knows; she thinks I'm doing the right thing, and told me that she's not surprised, given how things have deteriorated. She doesn't like the way the billing manager handles problems, is rapidly getting fed up with the idiot office manager, and told me that she doesn't see things improving at all, either short or long term. She's sad to see me go but thinks I'm doing the right thing, and said she'd gladly serve as a reference.
So. As of the end of the month, Dobby is free. I'm starting to send out resumes and set up interviews, and once I'm free *to* interview instead of having to lie about where I'm going and what I'm going, I hope things will go more easily. *crosses fingers*
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In house news, the furniture will be moved out and into storage on Friday afternoon, which means I have to spend the next couple of nights packing books and fragile items and moving them into the basement or my bedroom. A small table and couple of folding chairs are staying in the house so we'll have a place to sit and eat, but everything else is being moved or stored.
*gulp*
