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vacation, vacation and more vacation.

August 23, 2007

i think that i may be a workaholic. i haven’t been to work since monday, but i keep thinking of all the stuff that is not getting done . . . and all the stuff that is being done half-assed without me there. my emails and phone messages are stacking up. the feeling of letting my work go makes me want to either:

  • a: pick up, get dressed and drive over there right now.
  • b: never go back again, because clearly it has gotten to me.

i only started this job in may, but it took me until early july to stop obsessing about my previous job, mostly because i knew how much trouble my former co-workers had putting up with the nasty boss and filling in for my previous position. i was an insurance biller/coder at a large office, i worked so hard it was insane. the pressure was unnecessary. my boss was a bitch. the woman who had the position previously had most everyone snowed. she only worked thirty hours a week, but she was the only insurance biller for nine providers (the industry average is one insurance biller to a maximum of four providers at forty hours a week). she was brushing everything under the carpet, including more that $20,000 in insurance over-payments (illegal/stealing/risky) that she posted in a very shady way. she did not follow-up on many claims, mostly she wrote balances off instead of fighting with insurance companies for payment.

in the year that i worked there i recovered over $40,000 for claims that were initially denied. i never wrote a claim off until i had sufficient proof in writing from insurance companies that i had exhausted all methods of appeal. i never took off more that three days in a row because there wasn’t anyone there who could keep up with the job while i was gone. i liked what i did, i felt productive, but i was treated like junk. my boss was always on my back about “why did you do this?” “why haven’t you done this?” and a lot of “what are you doing all day? when s. worked worked here she never had any problems.”

when i quit i gave three weeks notice, expecting that they would either hire or get a temp and i would spend some time training someone, but that never happened, so i ended up walking out the tuesday of the third week after the boss told me i was not being productive enough and wanted me to start a new project. i was getting things together and working ahead as much as i could so that the new biller could get a better start than i had. but after that i decided “fuck it, look who i am doing this for, she doesn’t even appreciate it.”

yesterday we drove to some shopping outlets, we had fun and the drive was nice. we had dinner out and it was delicious. today we are staying in, liz is knitting and watching soaps, i am going to watch some judge shows. i wish it was warmer and sunny so we could go out to the pool, maybe later this weekend.

p.s. i am still in my p.j.’s at 2:30 in the afternoon.

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2 Comments leave one →
  1. Led permalink
    August 24, 2007 2:06 am

    I’m so jealous of you kids and your vacation… but I’m glad you’re enjoying it. 🙂

    Forget about work!!

  2. jvalways permalink*
    August 24, 2007 3:12 am

    no can do killer . . . still i like not being there.

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