The Day I Got Fired

Dear diary,

Yeah, that’s right, I was fired the day before yesterday. Let me give you some background of my part-time job. When I was a freshman, I applied for student financial support in my college, so I was distributed to work at the health center. There were many juniors and seniors who were kind and experienced. Also, there were two nurses, but I hadn’t seen the other until this semester because she took the maternity leave for a whole year.

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This semester she’s been back and took over the responsibility of managing part-time workers. She e-mailed some of the previous part-time workers to ask when we could go to work and if we could do wound dressing. I replied that I don’t know how to do wound dressing. Afterward, she gave me a 2-hour-shift per week. However, after two weeks, she suddenly told me, “I mistook that you could do wound dressing. I will find another one to replace your shift, since you don’t have the ability to do wound dressing. After learning how to do that, maybe you can come back.” Few days ago, she asked me to attend the Training for first aid personnel, so I asked, “Will I learn how to do wound dressing after the training?” Then she gave me an unclear answer, so I thought I could only learn wound dressing at health center. Therefore, I asked another question, “how can I learn wound dressing without any shift here?” She said, “You have been here for one year but still don’t know how to do wound dressing…” I said, “…So, is it too late for me to learn wound dressing now?”  She said, “Uh, because recently I am busy. I cannot put my energy into part-time workers.” Yeah, Yeah. Whenever I saw you, you were so busy chatting with Foreign students.

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After experiencing this incident, I felt frustrated, angry but a little happy. Also, I tried to reflect on my fault. The reason why I felt happy was because I didn’t really like the responsibility of working at health center, such as wound dressing. To be honest, I was unwilling to do it since I was uncertificated. According to the rules, the one who does wound dressing needed to have the certificate of first-aid personnel. Unfortunately, due to the pandemic, the training last semester was canceled so I couldn’t attend. Without any wound nursing knowledge, I was afraid that I would do some improper treating, so I avoided doing it. Besides, I don’t understand if they ask me, an uncertificated student to do wound dressing, then why should school hires two professional nurses at health center?

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However, I carefully thought about what I did wrong. I realized that I was too afraid to do something I was not familiar with. If I could go back in time, I would ask my juniors and seniors to give me the chance to treat patient’s wounds and stay by my side to make sure my treatment was okay. What I learnt is that I cannot always evade what I am not good at. I should try to overcome it.

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To sum up, I deserve my unemployment. I hope this cherish lesson make me become more positive to learn new things. In addition, I hope no student want to work for the nurse who fired me :))