Wednesday, though, incites another whole level of homicidal thoughts. She lacks the ability to think outside the box. In fact a box is probably the safest place for her. She is constantly asking the secretaries, X-ray tech or nurses to do her job; make phone calls to doctors, patients, or other labs. Do pediatric blood draws. Find paper towels. Figure out computer stuff. Turn on the faucet. Here is an example:
Wednesday: "Hi I'm really busy, I have to (insert busy work here: QA's, outpatient's, finding stickers). Do you know how to (insert query here: see above)? Will you (insert task here: i.e., anything in her job description) for me?
I don't mind helping, but it is not reciprocated; it never is. She doesn't seem to want to learn how to empower herself, find out the answer by doing, trying, experimenting or calling one of her colleagues if she can't get her equipment to work. Tonight Wednesday was unable to get some results to print, so...... did we know how to copy?
Kate: (exasperated) "You mean like on the copy machine? It's over there!"
Wednesday stared blankly at the copier for a few minutes, then asked nobody in particular, "Is this on?" No doubt it seemed very complicated, with all of those dials, buttons, flashy lights and shiny knobs.
There it is. Just what we've been searching for. Thank you, Thing.
There it is. Just what we've been searching for. Thank you, Thing.
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