Feast or Famine.

Wouldn’t you know it?  After being unemployed for 6 months, (“famine”) getting my heart ripped out by the Feds, and then getting a decent gig with big, iconic hospital…I get another job offer???? (“feast!”)

Yesterday, I finished my pre-employment drug screen, TB test, blood test, Tdap booster shot, criminal background check & assorted other things for my new job at iconic hospital.  I’m feeling ready to go..all my papers are organized and in my purse, my outfit is picked out for Monday’s orientation,  scrubs are washed and ironed in prep for the days spent in pharmacy….when all of a sudden………

The Feds call me this morning at 9:30 am.  Yup.  The VA.  They offered me a full-time, days only position at a higher pay rate than the iconic hospital.

The VA guy said: “Well, registry positions are only part-time, and don’t include benefits…and because you’re certified, you’d start here at a higher pay rate.”

I was a bit taken aback by it all.

So…he just took the reins and said he was going to put my application through. (Yes, the application I gave them,  complete with all the Federal paperwork, that has been languishing in their tech file for 4 months.)

He tells me that since the Federal Government moves at a snail’s pace  that I should just work the registry  until all the stuff goes through, and the VA’s Human resources dept. calls me up.  It might take 6-8 weeks.

(Maybe he meant to say “months”?)

*sigh* I knew this would happen: That  the minute I snag a position at one hospital, the Feds from the OTHER hospital would come a ‘callin’.  Isn’t that always the way?

Anyway, at this point I’ve decided to pretend the Feds never called me, because I still don’t believe it.  If they don’t call, at least I’ll still have a decent, if part-time job.  And if they DO call, well…I’ll be surprised, and will have to consider my options.

Either that or…punt!