Induction Days
First of all, let me apologise for this, it may turn into a bit of a rant!
Induction days are quite possibly the most pointless of pointless excercises in playing the game. We have to go through them in order to get a job within an NHS trust, and the trust have to give them in order to be able to avoid lawsuits with the “well we provide education…” line.
Today, I experienced talks in fire safety - not specific to the workplace I will soon be working in, you understand, but just in general. I am a long way the wrong side of 25 and have been employed within the NHS before. Surely it is enough to assume that as I have completed a course of higher education and have already endured such a talk, and judging by my lack of scorch marks, have survived until now. Even one slide about the workplace I will be let loose upon would have justified today’s worthless episode, but that was far too much to expect.
A talk on the spiritual care team followed. Well, a sermen from a priest who just welcomed the chance to preach at an audience without drips attached on what a wonderful job we nurses do, followed by the obligatory slide with “You can contact a minister via switch at any time” on it. He didn’t even give us his bleep number.
Tomorrow sees a manual handling lecture. To a room full of experienced nurses, most of which don’t walk with a limp or with hunched backs. I can’t wait!
