The price of being right

Well, it has taken me a week to get to a place where I can blog about what has happened here. It is all consuming for me right now, which is why I haven't blogged about anything else. I have lost my job. If I am being honest and blunt about it, I was fired.

I am not even sure where to start. Let's see, I worked for 2 other pediatricians in a small office. They were shareholders, I was not. The plan was to eventually buy into the practice. I have not been entirely happy there for awhile and for various reasons. I did not agree with the overall business plan of the partners. They were both very rigid and unwilling to even consider different options. I was not allowed to build the type of practice I wanted. The 2 other doctors had worked together for over 15 years, and I was clearly the odd man out. Any suggestion I made was shot down, so I didn't even bother anymore.

That is the background. On top of all that, I really began to clash with one of the partners. I found her to be incredibly difficult to work with. She shows up 30 minutes late daily, talks down and rudely to the staff, and did not treat me as an equal. We have had issues in the past which have turned into shouting matches. We both have a temper and aren't afraid to use it! A couple of weeks ago she barked an order at me. Something stupid, not even that big a deal. It was the proverbial straw for me though. It ultimately turned into another shouting match on my last day before vacation. I was asked to come in last week to talk to them, and I just knew. I hoped it wasn't true, but I had a feeling. I was given the "this isn't working out" speech.

So there you have it. I really tried to look back and see the part I played in all of it. I don't want to be the type of person that always blames others, with a total lack of self awareness about my own behaviors. I know that a big issue for me is taking orders. I do not like being told what to do. I know it and am working on it. What she told me to do was a relatively minor thing, but clearly pushed my buttons. Clearly the best course would have been to just ignore it and not say anything. But I had to open my mouth. I had to let her know how wrong she was, when she is clearly the type to never acknowledge the way she acts and will never see it. There is a saying, "Would you rather be right or happy?" In this situation I chose to be right, and it cost me my job. As it is coming out to others, I have been told by several people "Oh yeah, she is hard to deal with". Would have been great to hear this before I joined the practice, but I don't think it would have swayed me anyway.

So on to the positives. I have some things in the works that I am super excited about, but can't talk about quite yet. This is clearly all for the best in the long run. I will now get to do exactly what I want. While getting fired right when we are finishing up our remodel sucks in the timing department, is there ever a good time? For now I will have extra time with the kids as they are getting settled back into school. I will have time to devote to my marathon training, assuming my body holds up (which is a big if!). I can't wait to post my plans when the time comes!!