As of late, I feel like the Caregiver Search Crisis has reached a new low and I continue to wrap my brain around a system that seems so broken. In my continued ultimate quest to employ appropriate healthcare providers, my expectations continue to sink. These stories are mind-blowing.
My last three candidates are worth a discussion. A few weeks ago, I placed my monthly ad that brought in all sorts of interesting potential candidates. One nearby woman passed the phone and in-person interviews, prompting moving forward with a shadowing opportunity with a seasoned current staff member which she also passed. Employment paperwork was provided, and she was on her way to being officially hired. Until her first day of work when the candidate arrived 40 minutes late claiming oversleeping her alarm, but more disturbingly appeared to be high on substances at 8 AM. She was immediately excused and notified employment would not continue. First scratch off the list.
The next candidate was discovered through Next-Door: an online community website providing local resources within my neighborhood. Arriving at the interview donning a ball cap apologizing about her day before vampire facial, this candidate sat on my back deck and proceeded to belt out Etta James’ "At Last” so loud my neighbors across the street wondered if they were being serenaded. This bizarre moment historically would have made me check her off the list, but I allowed a shadow opportunity that evening with a current staff member hoping the bizarro moment was temporary. Unfortunately, I was wrong. As I lay in my bed at 10 PM, I overheard my candidate and current staff member arguing in my clothing closet about various topics, including conspiracy theories and inappropriate comments, during the session. Nevertheless, she was excused to go on her merry way to seek out and serenade another potential client, just not me. Second scratch off the list.