It would have been so easy to sit in silence, as YaYa and I gathered around the dinner table tonight. We could have simply ate, not saying a word about all the sadness and frustration that the day had brought. But how could I deny the tears rolling down my baby’s cheeks after discovering his homework, which was essentially done (only needing to be typed by morning) was missing from his backpack.
On my end, it was my recent discovery that my request to take an extended weekend around the marathon has been denied which brought me sadness. Not only was it being denied but my new employer also wants me to attend a critical meeting from Thursday through SATURDAY evening! That would be THE Saturday evening before my 6:30 am start.
There is no way that my new employer did not know about this meeting. These meetings are essential to the success of any clinical trial as they are the means to train the masses. They are planned well in advance so as to get as many physicians and study coordinators to attend. Why then, was this not mentioned before?
As frustrated as I am about my marathon weekend being compromised, I am more frustrated and worried about joining a company where communication isn’t valued in the way that I need. I wonder what I can expect from a company that is willing to put me through something such as this so early in the game. Perhaps this is NOT the right job for me after all.