Bad Aura 2

So, guess what. Bet you thought when (and if ) you read the blog "Bad Aura" for the 1st time it was outragoues. I know I did (even though it happened to me - every time I read it I am like "WOW"). Well, (now back to the guessing game...) guess what?!?!? It happened again. I haven't written this blog yet (even though the events occured in the middle of December) for several reasons. 1.) the time of year was just wrong (I was trying to keep a happy spirit - remember Betty Home Maker; 2.) just trying to wrap my mind around it; 3.)very, very upset - I know this usually creates very good blogging when you are very emotional about something but just didn't feel right.
While talking to my sister on the phone the other day she casually asks, "How's work? You still like it?" At this point I realized I had never really told her (or anyone for that matter) that anything had happened. So here it is...
About the middle of December I was driving my "bus" at work, just like any normal busy day. I had 3 staff and 3 "clients" on my bus at the time that I received a disbatch that some other "clients" needed picked up from a doctor's office. I went to go get them. On the way (about 3 blocks) from the doctor's office this IDIOT ( I know you are thinking that is not very nice - but...) ran a stop sign and hit the back quarter of the bus. (Back quarter meaning - driver side from behind rear tire to the back bumper). Now, that I am thinking about it, IDIOT is not the word - maybe GENIUS. (I will explain in a minute). I assessed all clients and staff - as I am very trained to do. Of course I contacted every one I was supposed to contact including the CEO (and or President; Owner; what have you) of the company and the Police. No one was hurt. Shaken up - a little but not hurt or even really upset (which was good considering I had a few on there who have been known to have some impulse and negative behavior control issues. Anyway, everyone was fine - not even in bad moods.
Police came, EMT's came....everything was assessed and documented. Police let us go about our business after they did thier initial report.......Just then as I put the van in Drive (to leave) the President (CEO, Owner, etc.) comes knocking on the door to the bus. He comes onto the bus and demands I go to the office and take a drug test. (Fine, I know that is policy). My biggest problem with this is that he could have asked if everyone was ok first or asked what the police said, or anything. He then turned and left.
I, of course, go to the office and take my drug test...all comes back clean. I then get every reassessed by our nurses. I then spend the next 2 hours doing all of the reports that are required. He, the boss, passes me about 7 or 8 times during this whole process. I even have to ask him to let me into the back so I can get with the nurse to finalize all of my reports. Does he once say anything to me? No. Does he once say that he needs to speak to me when I am done? No. Does he even ask ME what happened? NO!!!!! So, there I am....still filing reports (even though I am now late to pick up Brennen)...when I get a call from my two kinda supervisors. When you are done, we need to talk to you. I say, OK. Not 5 minutes later they call again - "Are you done yet? We need to talk to you. Don't forget." OK ALREADY!!!!! Again, like 4 minutes later, "How much longer?" So, I excuse myself from the nurse's office (luckily I had just signed the last document) and go to their office.
And here is how the day (at work) ended - with the following conversation: The Boss "wants to take you off of driving temporarily." Why? I don't know. He just said he did. Not permanently, just for a little while. How long? I don't know. Just a while - maybe a few weeks. Why? I don't know. Why? Didn't he tell me? I am going to go talk to him. He left for the day. He called us as he was leaving and told us to tell you. I didn't do anything wrong. It was not even my fault. I wasn't speeding or anything. I did everything right. Why is he taking me off? Did the insurance company say? No. He just wants to for a while.
At that I left the building - of course in an uproar. No one was there to see my uproar except these two - but trust me - it was an uproar. So, all that weekend one of these supervisors kept texting me about how sorry they were and that they would accomodate me with different duties until I could go back to driving. I think they kept apologizing because they knew that it was not right. It was not ethical or moral, or right.
Anyway, did what was asked of me over the next two weeks. At the end of each week going to Human Resources to see when I could get my position back or what else I needed to do. THEY did not even tell Human Resources what was going on or anything about it. So, I had him asking the questions trying to figure out what was going on from a management perspective. They WOULD NOT discuss it with him NOR MYSELF (trust me I tried). After 3 weeks had passed, I went to teh VPO and kinda demanded she talk to me and this is what she said. "Well, honestly, I don't think you will ever be a driver again. What 'the boss' has told me is: THERE ARE CERTAIN PEOPLE IN THIS WORLD THAT BAD THINGS ARE ATTRACTED TO. NOT THAT THEY CAUSE BAD THINGS BUT THAT BAD THINGS JUST FIND THEM. HE HONESTLY, REALLY, BELIEVES THAT YOU ARE ONE OF THESE PEOPLE. THEREFORE IT IS TRAUMATIC FOR THE CLIENTS IF THESE BAD THINGS FIND YOU WHEN YOU ARE DRIVING. SO, NO, I DO NOT BELEIVE THAT HE WILL EVER LET YOU BE A DRIVER AGAIN. In my most sincerist form I asked if she was kidding. She was not. So, basically, again I have been accused of having a BAD AURA.
I have now gone back to my beginning position of doing residential care. I do not enjoy it and I do not like it. I am good at it. But it is NOT what I want to do. After 4 years, I have climed the ladder (almost to the top) and then have come all the way back down. I do like my schedule (which I set for myself). I work 3 days a week, doing 16 hour shifts. So, I get 8 hours overtime every week and I don't go in on my days off; I don't try to help the company; I just do my time and go home. Pretty sad, considering how dedicated I was and how much I loved some of the positions I had. Hmmmmm.......Sorry it was so long. Can you imagine if I had written it when it first happend?!?!?!?!