It's finally Radiology Technogist Week!! For some strange reason I decide to volunteer to be on the Rad Tech Wk committee. Why, it must have been from some hidden place but before I could think twice my hand was up to help out. Let me give you a little background info. I am a soldier whose body has decided to break down in spite of all my efforts to fight. When my joints started going, the weight started coming and that, my friend, is the worst thing that could happen to a soldier (the weight, not the injury). During this long process of gaining weight and being pt on the backburner because weight is more important than knowledge in the military, I lost a lot of motivation to do anything but show up and go home. The department of radiology that i work in contains so many factions of snobs, slackers, and otherwise intersting people filled with drama that it's nauseating. Combine the two and you get someone who hates showing up to work. So in my three years of being ridiculed, harrased, talked about, and generally hated-it shocked the crap out of me when my hand popped up to make something out of nothing for a bunch of people who cannot be pleased and generally can't stand the fact that i breathe.
Now that you have a clearer picture of my wonderfull situation, let's get to the events that bring me here. For about three weeks I have been working really hard finding gifts for Rad Tech week and planning events and finding a budget. With our crashing economy there were no sponsors so we had to ask for donations. This was the first explosion. Me and the other three counterparts that I volunteered to help caught hell for having the audacity to ask techs to pay for tech week. We politely explained the situation and were politely told by many that if there was no money for food then we should not do anything. While this would have been great, the "powers that be" wanted something for every day of the week. We pressed on through nasty attitudes, unfathomable glares, and horrible language and managed to collect enough to cover two out of five days. I managed to talk the NCOIC into volunteering all of his NCO's (noncommissioned officer=NCO) to cover Tuesday, the doctors were covering Thursday, and Friday was going to be a pot luck. Everyday was covered but we had to get enough donations for Monday and Wednesday. With a lot of help and planning we were golden. Monday came and I was actually excited to be involved. There was another soldier that had vast amount of input and we were both adamant about making sure that everyone who donated were able to eat before all the food was gone. Therefore, we made these cut little coupons to give everyone who donated and once they were all used, then everyone else could help themselves. We thought it was a great idea because there has been a long history of people who refuse to donate showing up before the people who give. There have been many times where the people who give end up getting nothing because everything has been devoured by those who made it first. We didn't want this to happen so we did everything we could think of to avoid the ineveitable. Everything was going great. All the supplies were picked up and an NCO put out that the people who donated ate first.
By the time we made it to the hospital with the rest of the supplies, set up, everything looked great, and all hell broke loose......
