alright, who works in corporate and has to deal with the fucking bean counters every week? like, i get it, a business exists to make money and we must cover costs. of course. you can't do this job for free. but WHO THE FUCK CARES that the labor percentage is at 24.67% when it is "supposed" to be at 23.75% if we are making a profit?? (and a good one at that).

infinite growth in a finite system is impossible. micro management by people who literally know nothing about medicine (and i'm convinced don't know anything about business either) have no right to talk. we were sold out by the previous generation to corporate america/private equity (before we even entered vet school) and now we are stuck here. and oh my fuck, this is maddening.

rant over.

actually no, i'm not done. okay mr bean counter, you can make excel sheets? wow, amazing, SO DO I. and they calculate drugs, fluid rates, go home meds (including picking tablet sizes and different fluid bag sizes based on patient weight). my excel sheets are worth more than yours looking for an extra 1.45% profit. and you would know that that 1.45% profit is actually impossible if you actually fucking follow me around for a week (as i have suggested more than once). and you don't take me up on that offer because you wouldn't be able to stand for more than 3 hours without sitting down. and because you know you are worthless. an absolutely worthless middle manager. one who costs the money more than you are worth. unlike myself. unlike my nurses and cscs

okay, now i'm done.

(and no- i can't start my own clinic. have you seen the real estate market, and my debt load??? and my kid is so expensive i cannot dare to try anything new. so that ain't gonna happen. i'm literally trapped. so let me just do my job, make you money, and you can leave my team and i alone)