WORKING THROUGH BILL 168-My Story
“…i was suddenly struck with a disturbing revelation; that my compassion to support a client had put me at imminent risk of losing my job.”
It all started with a “favor” for my Supervisor. She asked me to come to work, on my day off, and drive a client to an appointment. It seemed simple enough. I really wanted to support this client and I could also work the appointment around my own medical appointments on that day… so I agreed to help and I did it.
A few days later, I was summoned to my Supervisors office. As I settled into a chair across the desk from her, I was immediately concerned by the stern look on her face, her rigid posture and the icy tone in her voice. I didn’t really understand her first statement, something about my behaviour being “unacceptable” on the day that I took the client to his appointment. I was in shock when she went on to say that I took too long to pick up the client…
“Twelve minutes!” she yelled, leaning into my face, her words felt like spit on my cheeks, “Twelve minutes from the time you called until you picked him up! You put him through Hell! You caused him stress! You damaged him…”
In shock I studied her face as she continued to unload on me. Accusing me of being “irresponsible” in doing my job. She pointed her finger in my face, chastising me like I was a 5-year-old child.
For this, she said, my pay would be docked 15 minutes. She also said that some job responsibilities would be taken away and any further meetings between us would be considered “Supervision” at such time she would be taking “Supervisory Notes”. Her words hit my spirit like a threat. I refused to sit there any longer and left her office shaken and feeling sick to my stomach. I needed the comfort of my office to process what had just happened.
By the time I got to my office, there was an email “invitation” to meet with this Supervisor at 9:00am the next business day. Overwhelmed by the events, I dropped into my chair. I tried to make sense of what happened. My stomach was disturbed and I felt violated. As the information ricocheted around in my head, I tried to force myself into some… rational type of thinking. Suddenly, I was struck by a disturbing revelation…my compassion to support a client, had put me at imminent risk of loosing my job…TO BE CONTINUED