I was recently hired to be the temporary secretary in my dad’s clinic for the summer. Ate Lanie, the long-time secretary, is currently on maternity leave. Good for me! At least now I’m doing something productive instead of wasting my vacation days with TV marathons and endless Facebook newsfeeds.
My responsibilities include typical secretary tasks such as organizing patient records, making appointments, texting reminders, answering inquiries, and occasional trips to the bank.
I was also given housekeeping duties such as washing and sterilizing all tools used the previous day, arranging materials pre- and post-procedure and of course, sweep-here-mop-there-wipe-everywhere before closing time.
Sounds easy? Routine jobs usually are. The difficult thing is correcting the unconscious “routine” of wrong things — forgetting to ask for the patient’s updated contact number, forgetting to unlock the door where patients pass, and heavens forbid – forgetting to feed the fish.
I’ve also learned to actually put on eye makeup and brush my hair, ya know – for propeysyunal purposes. In return, people walk in all the time with no appointments, just because they are curious to meet that head turner behind the reception desk. (Hahaha nope, that never happened.) A funny thing that happens every SINGLE day though, is having patients learn about me and comment something like, “Paano mo naging anak yan Dok??” My dad replies with a consistent “there was a mix-up at the nursery.” #InaKapatidAnak #MarasiganDinBaAko #DiNamanPangetSiPapa
I’m glad I accepted this job. At least now I have a reason to wake up early! I open the clinic at 10 AM, while my dad is still at home gardening, fixing the sink or whatever. I am also adamant about the vicious summer heat that everyone is complaining about, because I’m in airconditioning the whole day. My salary so far has also scored me roundtrip promo tickets to next summer’s destination. (sikret muna hihi) I plan to put the rest in the bank right away.
Today is my 10th day, and will be the last for now. That’s because I will have another job at the Intramuros community and university clinic starting next week as a return service for my med school scholarship. I wonder how that will go.
P.S. This day will end with me finally having my semi-impacted wisdom tooth extracted.