Several weeks ago I quit my volunteer position at the hospital in my community. I have no regrets other than missing the folks I spent time with each week.
When I told the volunteer coordinator I was quiting, she asked why. Oh, there were so many reasons. Where to start?
So, I told her that I was tired of hearing that the hospital food service was not making money and the employees all seemed to be unhappy. What I didn't understand was why they had a Caribou Coffee not even 50 feet away from the cafeteria, selling beverages, pastries and sandwiches and thereby competing with the cafe. I was told that was because the hospital was getting a cut of the profits.
Well, not one to waste my MBA education, I asked why they didn't have a Little Caesar's pizza and maybe some food trucks outside. Seems like they could clean up on those sales too. (I know. My sarcasm is showing.)
I pretty much left my statement at that, but did suggest they need to decide what their true mission is as a hospital.
Today I read an article about the new $1,000,000 greenhouse for growing fresh vegetables. Cool.
It all sounded like a great idea until they got to the end of the article where they said they would save $20,000 per year on food purchases. You do the math.
What I want to know is if the same genius who is running food service numbers is also thinking that the greenhouse idea is a wise investment.
I've heard that the hospital is losing money and that patient numbers are down, but they are building more operating rooms. Go figure that one out.
Why do I get the feeling that something is not quite right?
And there in a nutshell are reasons I left my task. It was all making me crazy. And if I wanted crazy, I'd have kept working and getting paid for it. Not volunteering.
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