I am now going to bitch about my job.
Juni, this will be a bit of a rerun for you, since I commented at your blog basically what I'm going to say here.
I uprooted and moved my life to a whole new city at great effort and cost to help open this hospital. In my time here, I have developed, organized, and singlehandedly run 2 departments for this hospital. I have consistently maintained a zero delinquency rate in my department, meaning I deserve a big fat A+ and a shiny gold star on my record. I get along with everyone here, there have been no scandals, and only one angry outburst. Not too shabby if I do say so myself.
We have recently gotten a new administrator. He is almost retirement age, and is known for backdooring people and having no qualms whatsoever about ending someone's livelihood for the most arbitrary of reasons. He has decided that this facility cannot afford me. I am experienced, I am an expert in my field, and I am not cheap. He has correctly assumed that he can garner some serious brownie points with the investors if he replaces the talent that got them here with kids fresh out of school, whom can be paid 1/2 the salary. So, I am shit out of luck, as they say.
The fact that I uprooted and moved here for them and I have 2 or 3 months left on the lease I am legally bound to makes absolutely no difference here. How's that for shitty?
I'm not out of options, of course. I might start working for what used to be our sister hospital. I'm waiting to hear if I am too expensive for that facility as well. I had the impression their brand new admin guy might be wanting to keep the payroll down, even though his boss and the owner of his company wrote him an email telling him I was coming to talk to him about the job and giving his enthusiastic seal of approval. If they want me to work there, I will resign here immediately and jump ship. If new guy thinks I'm too pricey there are 3 other facilities in my old company where I may be able to start working. Two of those options would involve another move for me, but I don't much care. I have to move when my lease is up anyway. I just hope it is all worked out and I know where the hell I'm going to be working before time to move again. I'd like to make one move instead of two.
I may have to go into business for myself or something. I am sick and tired of trying to plan a life when I am at the mercy of the man. Because as we have learned by now kiddies, the man has no mercy.