Fresh Start (jax teller)

Chapter 9

     Today was the big day for a shitty receptionist job. I changed into my business clothes I bought yesterday, probably should've washed them first, put my hair up, put minimal makeup on and left in my little rental.

I parked and started walking in, the hospital was kind of small compared to the hospitals I've worked at before. Stepping in and looking at all the doctors, nurses, and patients pass by really hit home and realized what I'm doing. I'm no receptionist, I'm an anesthesiologist that makes $380,000 a year. Why am I going to give that up for $80,000 a year? I know I said a fresh start but I'm throwing away my career let alone over $30,000 a month. I started rethinking my decisions and if moving away was really a good idea.

I met with Marcy, Tara's supervisor, I got the job; the hours are nice it's only a part time. I took the job so I can see how I like it, if not, I can always do something else.

I drove back to my house feeling a little relieved that I found a job. Although I was still stressed about my car. Maybe it wasn't the right car for me. I liked it a lot, it was like the one my brother had, but I did buy it without hesitation and thinking. I seem to do that a lot these days.

Next Morning

I received a call from Marcy if I was able to work today for some training. I agreed and drove to the hospital. I met up with some new people I'd be working with. My "trainer" was this very young girl, kind of a bitch.

"Hi I'm Ms. Wood your new manager" but her name tag says Angela.

"Hi I'm Marilyn. Your name tag says Angela, can I call you that?"

"Oh no no no. That name is for the clients. You may call me Ms. Wood. I'm the senior lead receptionist and I need to be treated with respect. Is that a problem?" Right then and there, I knew I couldn't do that.

"Actually it is Angela I'm not going to be calling you Ms. Wood or treating you like a "manager". You're just a receptionist. I'm not, I'm an anesthesiologist and I'm not gonna put up with asshole leads like you. Not even a manager just a lead." I stormed out. Wow that felt really good.

"Is everything okay?" Marcy stopped me as I stormed out of the building.

"Actually no it's not Marcy. I don't know why I took this job in the first place. I graduated from Harvard Medical School and earned my D.O in anesthesiology. I worked at UCSF the past 2 years before moving to Charming. I moved over here to have a fresh start but I cannot take orders from a little girl. I refuse to get treated with no respect."

"Follow me." She said. She took me to some offices in the upper level of the hospital.

"Mr. Towell I'd like you to meet Ms. Elbridge. Marylin Elbridge"

"Hello it's really nice to meet you."

"My pleasure Ms. Elbridge. What brings you two ladies in my office today?"

"Mr. Towell is the Head of Anesthesiology here at St. Thomas. Ms. Elbridge was just telling me how much she doesn't like Angela the receptionist and would much rather work in her profession as an anesthesiologist."

"Is that so? An anesthesiologist working as a receptionist. Never heard that one before."

"Well you've never met me."

"If you have time tomorrow around noon, come in for an interview. I'd like to get to know you better and possible discuss the chances of you working here. One of our anesthesiologist is retiring in a month and we are looking for one."

"I'd love that. Thank you so much Mr. Towell I look forward to meeting with you tomorrow. Marcy." and I left. It felt really good to do that. I forgot I have to pass by Angela on my out.

"GET OUT. SECURITY!" She said making a scene. I laughed and walked away. Stupid bitch.

It was still pretty early in the day so I decided to drive a little far from Charming and drive to San Leandro to go visit my family. I have a mom, some aunts, and my grandmother I can visit. I haven't seen them in a couple weeks since I was moving. They all live together in a big house. No husbands anymore. All divorced, except my mom but who's not with my father. That's a whole other story.

I talk to them how I'm going to be an anesthesiologist again and how so far I'm liking the town I'm staying at. My mom hated that I moved to Charming. She wanted me to move to San Leandro so I can be near her but I knew moving too close with her would put her at danger.

I left from their house and drove back to Charming. By the time I got back, it was already night time.

As I was going inside my house, I see a white Range Rover drive up very slowly in front of my house. I tried to see who was driving or what they wanted but it was too dark, then they drove away really quick. I got a little worried and went back inside as quickly as possible.