…is pretty much midnight. It truly is. Especially when you get a call. Enter proptosed eye on a small breed dog that the owner wants to save. So I get up, barely make myself presentable, and drive to work only to find an injury that is older than a couple hours meaning a leathery, hemorrhagic globe. Essentially not able to saved and certainly not visual.
Mostly not worth waking up at midnight.
As for work in general right now, the only task I am avoiding is helping with radiographs. Because I have been feeling pretty great, I can do almost everything and am honestly even not feeling quite as exhausted. It’s great. Except for the fact that my contract has been up for a couple days and the Boss Man has yet to discuss the details of my new one. And honestly I might lose my mind if I do not see a change in my paycheck. I have worked for minimal pay all year and busted my rear in emergencies and surgeries. The other associate received a significant raise for staying on in his 2nd year and I expect the same. Especially since I brought in around 20-30 grand more than he did in emergency fees for the clinic.
But I have no idea how to procure this contract change. I have already asked him twice and he keeps feeding me this line about a production based pay. Note that we have yet to talk about my base pay or those percentages AT ALL. I am very frustrated. And we certainly have not discussed the logistics of maternity leave.
This all sucks real bad. All of the bads. Especially given my midnight call. I have no doubt that the other associate would not have even considered going in.