QUIT MY HOSPITAL JOB
Finally, I had the courage to write about the work experience at the hospital.
Close to three months, I was afraid to even remember that experience. A HR called me and warned me not to write about this job. In view of this, I will not use Chinese to describe this past.
Since I returned to China, I went through the end of COVID-19 quarantine, spending time with my parents, to looking for a job. So, I started working in a hospital.
It takes a lot of courage to work in a big hospital during COVID-19 POLICY CONTROL. In China before 2023, the vast majority of people are terrified of the covid-19 virus. We had to do PCR-test every day. PCR-test, which surround us every day, have become an obligatory element of work.
One night on Friday, as a family member of a PCR-test positive patient had come to the hospital two days before. All staff had to complete a PCR-test by Friday night at 11:59 p.m. This order was received when it was already close to 10:00 p.m. at night. It was pouring rain outside. Somehow, I didn’t go out and bother to complete it on Friday night. Because I was exhausted,I went on the bed and fell asleep.
The nightmare has begun.
On Saturday morning, my department head called and asked me to do PCT-test before 9:00. So, I got up immediately, changed closet and went out. I started looking for a PCR-test station on the street and queued up. The same on Sunday morning. Before Dec. 2022, you could easily find a PCR-test station to finish it for free on the street in Guangzhou. It’s a benefit.
On Monday, I went to work as I always do on Mondays. However, I was informed by my department head that since I did not complete the PCR test on Friday night, I could not go to work.
Just this Monday when I was out of the office, the male colleague who sits behind me, in the office, badmouthed me. After few days,worse, someone told me those words again. Because I didn't finish this nucleic acid thing, the department head met and discussed the judgement of my punishment. Subsequently, my team leader, informed of this punishment phoned with me at night when I on the bed. The penalty is roughly$120+ in payroll deductions.
The scary thing about nightmares is that you don't realise being in them.
The man, who maligned me, began to target me in my daily life. To be correct, he started bullying me. One of my friends suggested that I should have a face-to-face argue with him. However, he is physically and verbally violent towards me whenever I lock eyes with him or have something to communicate about work. Since then, I am scared it. His body language makes me feel extremely uncomfortable. Since he sits behind my seat, he sometimes casts a glace across the dividing glass to stare at my computer and tells me that it's not supposed to be that way. My work time, in the male gaze, seems extremely depressing. The ambiance had drained me.
I'm starting to get sick. The first thing that hit me was, a viral infection. This male, had a fever and a cough, but he continued to go to work. He was proud of him for this behaviour and taught me that this spirit is something I should learn from. Then I saw him and started to retch. And then later, when I saw him, I couldn't stop vomiting. All those lunches eaten, all that coffee drunk, it all just goes in through my mouth and then churns up through my stomach and vomits.
I endured it about six months, so I started looking for new job opportunities. The chance came. I got an interview which was scheduled my evening shift. The interviewer was a female professor who was very friendly. It was an honour to be interviewed by her. As the one question everyone gets asked, why did you leave your last position. I'm not going to lie, and that day, I had a really groovy day because of the above. I said,unfortunately I had met a very rude person who often treated me with violent body language. I don’t think such a job is worth continuing. She said that she could understand but she never met. I smiled and thought, you are a prof and lucky. Even though I know I'm going to be passed over for an interview because of this, I really wanted to voice it.
Well, the other main reason for leaving this job is that in hospitals, workers are not equal somehow. We all sign labour contracts and get different labour benefits and protection. And the contract I signed was the lowest rated. Of course, everyone gives different amounts of labour. Equality, is a ridiculous thing.
End the nightmare!
I deserve better!
BTW, Strangers, if you happen to read this, please don't bad mouth me.
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