Social media is more than just a snazzy movie from a few years ago. It is a real, breathing, living record of your life. When used properly it can be a diary of the bad times (like this blog) that you can look upon later in life and hopefully laugh about how crappy that time was and how it made you that much more of a stronger person. When used improperly however, social media can be used to destroy any credibility that you have.
In my recent conversation with another unemployed pharmacist who recently found my blog and was in awe over the similarities inherent in our current situations, I was informed that a non-anonymous form of social media was used as evidence that he had a drug problem. This blows me away and just bolster’s the fact that keeping this blog as anonymous as possible was the greatest decision I ever made. His social media post, which he later clarified, was used to corroborate the fabricated story woven by his inspector/compliance expert. My advice to him, turn it off or at least delete the parts they don’t like. Why clarify it? That’s almost silly.
I feel for this guy. He too was thrown under the bus. He too was terminated rather quickly. I’m especially fearful for him because his situation is worse than mine. Not only can he not find work, but he has the board breathing down his neck over something he too did not do. I’ve totally been there but everything on my end, at least as far as I know, has resolved. This guy has a rather long road ahead.
You’ll notice I didn’t put claim he didn’t do it in the previous paragraph. I do not know the gentleman who contacted me earlier today. His little Ohio hospital was actually more of a medium Ohio hospital in one of the major metro areas pretty far from where I currently sit. However I assume innocence until proven guilty. This is most definitely not in congruence with human resource departments nor boards of pharmacy.
It was interesting to hear him discuss his plight and it made me retrospective toward my own. I suppose one thing to take into consideration is that it can always be worse. Oh can it be worse. He hasn’t gone into foreclosure yet so he’s got that on me. He has four little girls. I’ll stick with my three boys. Some day if I authenticate his story I will have to meet this guy but I did teach him lesson three as I’m teaching it to you now.
Public social media is evil. Lawyers are not. You can’t go through this without a lawyer. You fought for that license. You best darn well be trying to keep it every way you know how. You can not and should not face the board of pharmacy alone. You might think you have people on your side but just remember, you can’t trust anyone now. You are on your own. You need someone who’s paycheck is paid by you and who will, by financial obligation, use every legal trick in the book to try to find out what is going on with your case, what your and their next steps are, and what you need to do to protect yourself.
Fortunately he is not too late. He can still get a lawyer and still perhaps get a mulligan on his scenario. Best case scenario in his case would probably be either a settlement with the board in the form of a slap on the wrist and neither admitting nor denying allegations, or (in that perfect rainbow filled world with unicorns and sparkles), complete resolution of his case without incident.
His fear is that the worst case scenario will decend upon him. He sits up at night worried that he will be in jail the next 7-10 years for multiple class 4 felonies when he too, did nothing but his job. I tried to reassure him that based on what he was telling me the odds of that happening were slim to none; however, I’m not sure how much of that he heard. The state board people did their job well with that guy. He totally is almost crapping himself after the things his inspector said to him.
Been there, done that.
Hindsight is 20/20. I freaked out too thinking I was going to the pokey only later to realize that no matter what the outcome with the board, I would at least be safe if I dropped the soap in the shower. I might end up with a new, swanky, ankle bracelet, but at least I now realize I can shower without the fear of wondering how the pokey got the name the pokey.
My only problem is wondering if I will have a shower left when this is all said and done in my end of the world. I know clinical pharmacy. I know staff pharmacy. I am pretty savvy with the mechanicals in the pharmacy. However I’m not a spring chicken in the pharmacy world. I’m not as old as dirt, but dirt was there when I was born. Who’s gonna hire me? At least the other guy is fresh is his career and has a sporting chance at gainful employment.
To wrap up the point of the day, if you ever find yourself in a situation like mine or miscellaneous rph on the other end of the buckeye, do yourself a favor and lawyer up from day one. You need someone on your side to help you sleep at night who can give you some reassurance that the sun will still rise tomorrow if you just let it. Focus on keeping you in tact, safe, and licensed.
And once you succeed, start a blog and start whining about how you can’t find work anywhere.