My New Job ---- It's a Fecal Matter

A long story made short reads as follows:

My first job out of PA school turned out to be the worst possible job I could have imagined. I basically had three primary duties. The first was as an office secretary fielding phone calls and faxing documents. The second was as a surgical tech for a highly prestigious ogre of an interventional radiologist. Lastly, and the only redeeming facet of the job was to round on pediatric patients with vascular malformations 3 mornings a week. I changed their dressings and we made eachother laugh. If it weren't for them, I would have left the job within the first month. As it turns out, I left at the end of April, merely four months after starting.

My first day of my new job was yesterday, at a Primary Care walk-in clinic 17 traffic filled miles away from my Brooklyn apartment. I was the only provider in the clinic and was graced with the presence of a medical assistant who preferred to sit with the patients in the waiting room to watch MTV rather than registering them and taking their vitals. However, it was the experience with my first patient which exemplified how things would turn out with my new job:

23 yo female patient comes into my office/exam room. We discussed her problems and I offered suggestions. Before she left, I asked her to provide a urine sample for us in the bathroom. She came out two minutes later stating "there be some shit on the floor!" As she says this, I see fecal matter floating into the exam room whisked in by a stream of water from the overflowing toilet a few feet away. That was my welcome to Primary Care.

That afternoon I was called by the Attending Physician at the Emergency Department from a hospital 10 minutes from my apartment offering me a job. What Would Amoussou Do?