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A medical appeal I just found out at 4:55 I have to complete before the weekend.  5 minutes before checking out.

 

Faxing it now.  An hour later after gathering everything 

 

An Office Space moment lol.

 

Anyone have any funny or interesting stories?  

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I was running a restaurant in the 1990s and I would wait until last employee left safely before I left.  I had a hot date that night, waited on the slow kid(He actually scored 1600 on SAT but had zero common sense) to leave restaurant, and then I locked up.  We are walking to our cars and Einstein dropped his keys in grate.  I had to wait over an hour until his mother picked him up.  By this time I was over an hour late for my hot date- not cool Einstein lol

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Not sure if it was a Friday but I seem to think it was.  I was working at the Long Beach Hilton and the LA Riots broke out.  Some nearby liquor stores were hit so they told us all to stay.  Put us in rooms at the hotel.  Quite the party we all had that night.  I snuck out to one of the non-hit liquor stores.  LOL 

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Who works?  Let alone on a Friday.

 

I work a 12 hour swing shift.  Safety Office, engineer (Army) safety manual (EM385-1-1) says I may only work 12 hours.  If my relief isn't on time... We close the lock to traffic.  Call the boss, and leave @ exactly 12 hours work.  Facility doesn't open up to traffic until another worker can get on site. 

 

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Had my own business installing voice/data cabling and phone systems.  Stuff happened all the time that kept me late.  Late afternoon customer calls about equipment not working and have to repair immediately only to find out the stuff had been down for days or weeks.  One of the reasons I left telecom.

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3 hours ago, davefan66 said:

Had my own business installing voice/data cabling and phone systems.  Stuff happened all the time that kept me late.  Late afternoon customer calls about equipment not working and have to repair immediately only to find out the stuff had been down for days or weeks.  One of the reasons I left telecom.

 

Got a site like that recently.  They've complained about one issue, yet when we had a tech onsite for something else, no one brings up the other issue, because no one wants to take responsibility for it.  

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For quite a few years I carried a pager that involved coverage from 23:00 Friday to 07:00 Monday.  For that reason I tried to coincide pager duty with being on the afternoon shift that week.  Much less frustrating to just stay and address the problem than being called in from home.

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3 hours ago, Just Jack said:

 

Got a site like that recently.  They've complained about one issue, yet when we had a tech onsite for something else, no one brings up the other issue, because no one wants to take responsibility for it.  


Yep.  Don’t tell me about the issue while I got a guy there, call me after.

 

 

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Back in 2009 when I was working as a psychologist in an elementary school in Charlotte, I got radioed right after lunch on a Friday afternoon that there was a student in crisis in a classroom.  I went to the 4th grade classroom and saw that the students had been evacuated by the teacher, so I calmly entered the classroom to evaluate the situation.  I saw a student (who I was familiar with) sitting in his chair crying with a pair of teacher scissors help up against his wrist.  I tried to verbally de-escalate the student, and gradually made my way closer and closer to where he was sitting.  I eventually felt like I had the student in a better place emotionally, so I asked him to please give me the scissors.

 

In a flash, the youngster shot up and stabbed me in the chest with the scissors.  It wasn't too bad, but bad enough for the blade to penetrate about 1/2" and make me bleed pretty good.  That's when one of the behavior interventionists burst into the classroom and we both worked together to disarm the student, safely restrain him until he calmed down, and "escort" him to my office.  I still don't recall why law enforcement wasn't at least called, but we finally got ahold of the student's mother and suggested to her that she bring him to the psychiatric ER for evaluation.  She informed us that while she'd like to, her boyfriend was just finishing packing the car for a fishing trip so she had no transportation.  I ended up having to transport the student and his mother to the Psych ER for evaluation, and waited there with them throughout the entire 4 hour intake process.

 

I also was scheduled to work a bartending shift that night and had to call in, so I lost $250-$300 in tips.  That was a sucky Friday.

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13 minutes ago, Johnny Hammersticks said:

Back in 2009 when I was working as a psychologist in an elementary school in Charlotte, I got radioed right after lunch on a Friday afternoon that there was a student in crisis in a classroom.  I went to the 4th grade classroom and saw that the students had been evacuated by the teacher, so I calmly entered the classroom to evaluate the situation.  I saw a student (who I was familiar with) sitting in his chair crying with a pair of teacher scissors help up against his wrist.  I tried to verbally de-escalate the student, and gradually made my way closer and closer to where he was sitting.  I eventually felt like I had the student in a better place emotionally, so I asked him to please give me the scissors.

 

In a flash, the youngster shot up and stabbed me in the chest with the scissors.  It wasn't too bad, but bad enough for the blade to penetrate about 1/2" and make me bleed pretty good.  That's when one of the behavior interventionists burst into the classroom and we both worked together to disarm the student, safely restrain him until he calmed down, and "escort" him to my office.  I still don't recall why law enforcement wasn't at least called, but we finally got ahold of the student's mother and suggested to her that she bring him to the psychiatric ER for evaluation.  She informed us that while she'd like to, her boyfriend was just finishing packing the car for a fishing trip so she had no transportation.  I ended up having to transport the student and his mother to the Psych ER for evaluation, and waited there with them throughout the entire 4 hour intake process.

 

I also was scheduled to work a bartending shift that night and had to call in, so I lost $250-$300 in tips.  That was a sucky Friday.

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1 hour ago, Johnny Hammersticks said:

Back in 2009 when I was working as a psychologist in an elementary school in Charlotte, I got radioed right after lunch on a Friday afternoon that there was a student in crisis in a classroom.  I went to the 4th grade classroom and saw that the students had been evacuated by the teacher, so I calmly entered the classroom to evaluate the situation.  I saw a student (who I was familiar with) sitting in his chair crying with a pair of teacher scissors help up against his wrist.  I tried to verbally de-escalate the student, and gradually made my way closer and closer to where he was sitting.  I eventually felt like I had the student in a better place emotionally, so I asked him to please give me the scissors.

 

In a flash, the youngster shot up and stabbed me in the chest with the scissors.  It wasn't too bad, but bad enough for the blade to penetrate about 1/2" and make me bleed pretty good.  That's when one of the behavior interventionists burst into the classroom and we both worked together to disarm the student, safely restrain him until he calmed down, and "escort" him to my office.  I still don't recall why law enforcement wasn't at least called, but we finally got ahold of the student's mother and suggested to her that she bring him to the psychiatric ER for evaluation.  She informed us that while she'd like to, her boyfriend was just finishing packing the car for a fishing trip so she had no transportation.  I ended up having to transport the student and his mother to the Psych ER for evaluation, and waited there with them throughout the entire 4 hour intake process.

 

I also was scheduled to work a bartending shift that night and had to call in, so I lost $250-$300 in tips.  That was a sucky Friday.

 

There are several troubling things about that situation, including the fact that a school psychologist gets paid so little that he needs to moonlight as a bartender. Your performance went above and beyond the call of duty, to say the least.

 

 

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59 minutes ago, WhoTom said:

 

There are several troubling things about that situation, including the fact that a school psychologist gets paid so little that he needs to moonlight as a bartender. Your performance went above and beyond the call of duty, to say the least.

 

 

 

Educators get paid horribly in North Carolina.  My wife had a friend who was a first year kindergarten teacher with her Masters degree.  IIRC, she made just north of 31K/year.

 

I guess I felt stuck in the situation.  If I hadn’t offered to transport the student and his mother, he would have been sent home and may have hurt himself or others. I couldn’t have that on my conscience.  

 

That school was wild.  There were also 2 shootings in the school during my brief 3 year tenure.  Both times young students stole a gun from their home and discharged it in the classroom.  Thankfully, no one was hurt.

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23 hours ago, Johnny Hammersticks said:

Back in 2009 when I was working as a psychologist in an elementary school in Charlotte, I got radioed right after lunch on a Friday afternoon that there was a student in crisis in a classroom.  I went to the 4th grade classroom and saw that the students had been evacuated by the teacher, so I calmly entered the classroom to evaluate the situation.  I saw a student (who I was familiar with) sitting in his chair crying with a pair of teacher scissors help up against his wrist.  I tried to verbally de-escalate the student, and gradually made my way closer and closer to where he was sitting.  I eventually felt like I had the student in a better place emotionally, so I asked him to please give me the scissors.

 

In a flash, the youngster shot up and stabbed me in the chest with the scissors.  It wasn't too bad, but bad enough for the blade to penetrate about 1/2" and make me bleed pretty good.  That's when one of the behavior interventionists burst into the classroom and we both worked together to disarm the student, safely restrain him until he calmed down, and "escort" him to my office.  I still don't recall why law enforcement wasn't at least called, but we finally got ahold of the student's mother and suggested to her that she bring him to the psychiatric ER for evaluation.  She informed us that while she'd like to, her boyfriend was just finishing packing the car for a fishing trip so she had no transportation.  I ended up having to transport the student and his mother to the Psych ER for evaluation, and waited there with them throughout the entire 4 hour intake process.

 

I also was scheduled to work a bartending shift that night and had to call in, so I lost $250-$300 in tips.  That was a sucky Friday.

You have mentioned enough across many threads for me to gather that you are a Ph.D psychologist who works in schools with kids.  This is another such story.

 

It's really interesting stuff. I wish you'd start some threads discussing your work.

 

Instead we get "the lowest form of life on earth" threads over and over about people throwing their own feces at others at fast food restaurants.

 

The most interesting part of your story, for me, was that you had to work 2 jobs including being a bartender, despite being a psychologist in a school.  Welcome to America.  Or should I say welcome to North Carolina?  

 

My buddy (from Buffalo) got his first job out of undergrad as an English teacher somewhere within the Mecklenburg County public school system.  I guess the entire system is county wide; you would know more.


This meant that kids from all kinds of varying neighborhoods were in the same classroom together, and I guess that just doesn't work.  My buddy also quickly found out that North Carolinians aren't much for public education, don't want to pay local taxes to support schools, and that educators in that area are among the lowest paid in the country.

 

Nice! 

 

Luckily, after a couple of years, my buddy was able to come back home to Buffalo (his first choice) and get a great job at Clarence High School---which is as good a public high school as there probably is in the country...making the most money in the country except for teachers in Alaska.


Good for him.

 

 

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1 hour ago, Nextmanup said:

You have mentioned enough across many threads for me to gather that you are a Ph.D psychologist who works in schools with kids.  This is another such story.

 

It's really interesting stuff. I wish you'd start some threads discussing your work.

 

Instead we get "the lowest form of life on earth" threads over and over about people throwing their own feces at others at fast food restaurants.

 

The most interesting part of your story, for me, was that you had to work 2 jobs including being a bartender, despite being a psychologist in a school.  Welcome to America.  Or should I say welcome to North Carolina?  

 

My buddy (from Buffalo) got his first job out of undergrad as an English teacher somewhere within the Mecklenburg County public school system.  I guess the entire system is county wide; you would know more.


This meant that kids from all kinds of varying neighborhoods were in the same classroom together, and I guess that just doesn't work.  My buddy also quickly found out that North Carolinians aren't much for public education, don't want to pay local taxes to support schools, and that educators in that area are among the lowest paid in the country.

 

Nice! 

 

Luckily, after a couple of years, my buddy was able to come back home to Buffalo (his first choice) and get a great job at Clarence High School---which is as good a public high school as there probably is in the country...making the most money in the country except for teachers in Alaska.


Good for him.

 

 

 

Gosh, I could probably write a best seller with all the things I have witnessed/been a part of over the years.  Yes, I am a PhD School Psychologist.  I took my first job in NC after passing up 2 jobs near my hometown or Auburn, NY.  I knew the pay was not as good, but was looking for a temporary change of scenery.

 

Charlotte-Mecklenberg is a county wide school district.  As are all districts in NC to my knowledge.  It’s just huge.  My first job was at a “low SES” K-6 building with almost 1700 students in a building designed for ~600 students.  The property was covered with temporary trailers for classrooms.  It was in that school that I witnessed a lot of eye opening things.

 

I also worked my final year in Charlotte in a very affluent elementary school near Quail Hollow golf course.  A lot of the Panthers players’ kids went there. Such a difference in terms of resources available for teachers/students.  The PTA complained that there was not a covering over the playground, so they just purchased one.  Crazy.

 

I also worked in Fairbanks, AK for 3 years before settling here in Vermont. Got about a 35K salary raise going there from NC.  Up there, one of the biggest problems was fetal Alcohol syndrome.  Every work environment comes with its positives and negatives.

 

One of my favorite memories as an educator was giving one of my Charlotte students a couple dozen pairs or socks because I noticed he wasn’t wearing any for a week.  He was so happy...like I gifted him a PS5 or something.  We both cried 😆

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Nothing has ever kept me from leaving work on a Friday.. I can't think of anything that would really...I mean unless something extreme happened like a death on the job  (thankfully never did) or weather that keeps one from leaving.

 

Fridays are sacred....If anything I'd leave early lol

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On 10/25/2021 at 2:22 PM, Johnny Hammersticks said:

Back in 2009 when I was working as a psychologist in an elementary school in Charlotte, I got radioed right after lunch on a Friday afternoon that there was a student in crisis in a classroom.  I went to the 4th grade classroom and saw that the students had been evacuated by the teacher, so I calmly entered the classroom to evaluate the situation.  I saw a student (who I was familiar with) sitting in his chair crying with a pair of teacher scissors help up against his wrist.  I tried to verbally de-escalate the student, and gradually made my way closer and closer to where he was sitting.  I eventually felt like I had the student in a better place emotionally, so I asked him to please give me the scissors.

 

In a flash, the youngster shot up and stabbed me in the chest with the scissors.  It wasn't too bad, but bad enough for the blade to penetrate about 1/2" and make me bleed pretty good.  That's when one of the behavior interventionists burst into the classroom and we both worked together to disarm the student, safely restrain him until he calmed down, and "escort" him to my office.  I still don't recall why law enforcement wasn't at least called, but we finally got ahold of the student's mother and suggested to her that she bring him to the psychiatric ER for evaluation.  She informed us that while she'd like to, her boyfriend was just finishing packing the car for a fishing trip so she had no transportation.  I ended up having to transport the student and his mother to the Psych ER for evaluation, and waited there with them throughout the entire 4 hour intake process.

 

I also was scheduled to work a bartending shift that night and had to call in, so I lost $250-$300 in tips.  That was a sucky Friday.

 

This leads me to the obvious question……….how was the fishing? 

 

That’s really taking one for the team. You went above and beyond there, but it would be tough to look at yourself in the mirror if things went sideways after you walked away. What you gonna do? Sad, but glad you were there to deal with it. 

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