The sisters, an order of nuns who run the hospital, know this. They sympathize and really want everyone who works there to grasp the mission and be happy in order better serve the people. I get it, I am with them all the way, but they are really serious. So serious, that they decided every department needed to do a daily huddle to discuss the mission. Okay. Great, I'll participate and be a part of the team, not a problem. Except they want us to do it EVERY DAY FOR 23 DAYS and we have to take turns leading the huddle. Sigh.
There are three kinds of huddle people. There are people like me that are basically indifferent and will participate to an extent, but their hearts aren't really in it. Then there are the people that despise it, scorn it, and roll their eyes and make muddled complaints throughout the day, but not in the huddle. THEN, there are the most annoying of all: these are the ones that love the huddle. They can't wait to lead, inspire, and ask questions throughout the huddle. Not only are they foaming at the mouth to lead, but they participate with a full heart, making comments, relishing in their patient care stories, and are all about taking as much time as the huddle parameters and others will allow. This makes the rest of us feel guilty enough not to complain too loudly, but I think I'll have to participate in the "after survey". It will say "Excessive huddling frustrated the spirit of unity. Maybe limit to one or two huddles per month".
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I find it interesting that by the time you get home, you never remember what the huddle was about.
Yes, I have had my share of some overly excessive huddlin' in the past... "Excessive huddling frustrated the spirit of unity. Maybe limit to one or two huddles per month". Sure could have used that! I love it.
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