To become an EMT you have to complete a 3 part testing.
1.) practical patient care stations: a defibrillator patient, a bleeding/shock patient, intubation patient, spinal immobilization patient, and a splinting patient.
COMPLETED!!
2.) Full assessment of a trauma patient. Full assessment of a medical patient.
COMPLETED!!
Now, all that’s left:
3.) Written National Registry examination.
So I’m officially(!) almost an EMT.
Welp, I moved all my posts from my other blog over to here, so now I suppose that Zittiblog really is about BOTH Zitting kids. Sorry, my life doesn’t involve any foreign countries or exciting adventures, but at least ya’ll know somewhat of what I’m up to out here in good ol’ Nebraska. So here it goes…
Friends and Family: Know what this is??
That there is a receipt for the deposit I put down today on my very first, very OWN apartment. It’s mine allllll mine. No more dorms. Pretty rockin’ huh?! It’s not all set in stone yet, but I’m pretty darn excited nonetheless. Openly speaking, move in about May 8th. Yahooo for me!
I guess I should make an entry on here about my new job. I recently started working at Westlake Ace Hardware, Store 90. Westlake Ace Hardware is the epitome of homeowned hardware store turned corporate. In 1905, Frank Westlake opened one of the first Ace Hardware in Missouri somewhere. Now, there have officially (as of our grand opening last weekend) 90 stores. Not all of them are still open so there’s probably closer to 80 stores throughout Nebraska, Iowa, Missouri, New Mexico, and maybe some other states, but I’m not really positive. Anyway, point is.. anyone from this part of the world thinks Westlake when they think Ace Hardware.
It’s been a huge change from what I’m used to. The two are about the same size and have a lot of the same stuff, but it’s still just …. weird. If there’s a trivial problem, such as wanting to match an old sale price.. you don’t just give them a smile and say “okay, let’s go tell the cashier”. It’s like ask the floor supervisor who has to ask the front-end supervisor who has to ask the head manager who has to ask the district manager who has to call corporate who have to deliberate and get back to you next week. When we were stocking the shelves, we had to scan every item because we have core items and A’s and B’s and C’s and X’s and Y’s and N’s and No’s and all these complicated ways of ranking what each store has to have based on location and size. It’s not like “Oh, those won’t sell, send them back” or “that’s way too expensive, we shouldn’t have that” it’s like “well it’s a CORE A Yes so we have to have it even though there’s no spot for it, it’s never going to sell, and is way overpriced”. Anyway, needless to say, it’s a lot different and quite a learning experience.
The other thing with corporate people is they have to talk about and meet about EVERYTHING! Seriously, I have been to more “meetings” and “sessions” than I ever thought I would. The first 4 days I was working there I spent completing 3 work books, reading a novel about customer service (it was a horrible tacky thing about some guy that dreams he’s shopping in a grocery store where they polish his shoes and pin a carnation on his shirt when he walks in), doing a department manual for pretty much every department, and watching training videos until I thought I was going to die. And the only reason I got a break was because I have experience! Otherwise it could have been a good week before I actually got to do something productive. Then after that, my manager, Rick, decided that I’m experienced enough (or just a good enough buttkisser) to go sit in and be his ears at the meetings with the big guys. Really I know Rick is just sick and tired of that crap and figured I could suffer for him. So then I had to go to meetings at hotels and reception halls with guys in coats talking about rewards cards and special promotions. It was then I realized that someone should pull their hairpieces off and make them go actually work in a hardware store before they’re ever allowed to talk about that crap. I wonder what they all thought of the 19 year old girl, dressed in dirty clothes (I had to stock shelves all morning, give me a break) in the back.
Anway, now that we’re open it’s been really busy and I think everything’s going to turn out well. I am only going to be working there for another couple of months, so if it doesn’t, I guess I’m not too worried. Everyone I work with is really nice anyway and it’s pretty fun.
Oh and the other thing is that corporate people think that certificates and fancy titles make people feel all warm and fuzzy inside enough to make them want to just run out and conquer the world. I guess all the ‘training’ they put me through paid off, cause look! I got a really neat piece of paper! Here’s my warm and fuzzy…
With a subject like that, you’d think I had the most spectacular birthday ever. I wouldn’t quite go that far, but it was fun. Of course being on a Monday everyone was way too busy with work and school to do anything much, but there was three main highpoints!
CARAMEL APPLES:
Grandma sent makings for caramel apples. And we could even afford the apples (being that we stole them from the dining hall). (Yay grandma)
DINNER:
Then my girls, of course, had the time to take me out for dinner. What a fun time- BBQ at our fave, Famous Daves.
(Me and Kelsa)
(Lindy, Kelsa, Me)
ICE CREAM CAKE:
Leave it to my bestest big brother to assure the presence of a ice cream cake. He and I have had years of proper training in “birthday’s just aren’t birthdays without ice cream cake”. And that was pretty much that.
(Coldstone Ice Cream cake, and boy was it good.) (Kaitlynn, me, Michelle)
