Dis-Orientation

I am in the midst of attending the longest orientation session ever. A 4-day long programme and I am so glad it is the last day tomorrow. I have never been more keen to start work.

It started off very positive with what was called Corporate Orientation. An on-the-beat speaker, loud and clear for the first half hr then losing steam soon after. Then a taped executive welcome by an ex-CEO who speaks at a rate slower than the crawling 1000 year old sea turtle. We choked back the giggles as we tried unsuccessfully to slow our brains down to that pace.

W.....e.......l.....c..........o........m.........e........

The big bosses say it is important to put a face to each department. Then they add that they are in the midst of amalgamation and the names of each head of department changes as soon as they are being displayed on powerpoint.

Duh.

The second day follows with information overload sessions that only see many of us sink lower and lower into our chairs, almost disappearing onto the ground. I swear many of us were eyeing the 3 fire exits in the room. Maybe hoping to make a dash while the speaker had her back to us.

Yawn.....Zzzzz....

Then came the Facility Orientation. Fortunately, there were multiple short and spiffy sessions, which was a great pickup after the second day's yawn-yawn sessions. But it ended with a Splat! because the last session was presented in a most ineffective manner. Did it matter that it was one of the most important sessions in an orientation? What a slap in the face!

Boo Boo!

It is the last day of Orientation tomorrow - specifically for nurses. I am not hopeful. And I haven't been too reserved with my comments on the evaluation forms either.

Ha, who knows, I may not even see the light of day at my first shift at the Intensive Care Unit. You know, with the new changes in the Industrial Relation laws by John Howard, they could put me away for a very long time :P

Sigh.