No one is asking for another’s advice whenever this business cliché is invoked. After few times daily the week’s word cloud of my job’s emails would reflect more of a Dear Abby phone farm than a working hospice. Will I be able to switch dates with another who will be on vacation and unavailable for letting a post-doc fellow follow me? Yes, I’m working that day and don’t care: switch the dates. I’m not advising you to switch dates, since before I read your email I had no idea that such dates were planned.
Perhaps I will advise you: make an effort to gain access to our schedules so we needn’t be bothered to read and respond to unnecessary email.
This actually occurred today. I assumed an office scheduler was asking if I was working on a particular day so that I might switch dates and be available for a palliative medicine specialist to tag along and gleen experiences for his mentored colloquium discussion. The email title read “Damien Pls Advise/ Fellow Shadow.”
After teasing out what was wanted, I wrote, “I didn’t really have any advice for you tho. Unless you can get a copy of our pto, then I would advise you: try doing that.” It was slow today, so I indulged in email chatter to amuse myself.
What a GREAT idea I didn’t think about that!!!!!! You’re always thinkin’ Damien!
“You are too funny! I assume now that that’s impossible.”
YES! Just received calendars. You’re a life saver!
OK, first I’m Dear Abby, being asked to advise. Now I’m superman? What a Friday! So many hats, so little time.
Happy Nurses’ every-frigging-damn Day/week, to every stethoscope-swinging nurse out there.
And for those looking for advice: just ask. We’re here for you.
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