Yesterday I woke up to some more run of the mill vet bashing on social media, and here’s how I went in all guns blazing and still managed to chill and have a great time in the afternoon:
One of the downsides of having a 3-country life is that I’m exposed to vet bashing in 3 different languages 😂 this time in the Danish media 🙄
And it’s only recently I’ve REALLY managed to be able to read the sh*t people write about vets and our Mr. Burns-like moneygreedy ways without getting triggered and let it affect me for days.
There’s two things to adress here:
- We can’t just let people get away with being mean and bully people in our profession. They need to learn consequences of being mean to other people, and also we can take that moment to teach a bit about why we do what we do and why it costs what it does.
One thing I do is to introduce myself while I tag them, and ask questions as opposed to attack back. “One thing is wanting a good salary, another thing is just being greedy!!”, Frank types away with his chubby little fingers. “Hi Frank, vet here, that’s interesting, tell me where the difference is between a good salary and being greedy is for you?” Frank slinks back and mumbles something while he picks up the Daily Mail to soothe himself.
- Also, this doesn’t have to be your battle. You don’t have to engage at all, if it makes you feel under appreciated and attacked. Block, avoid, and remember most of these people (I delight in checking out their profiles if I’m feeling extra spicy) are Daily Mail readers that voted for Brexit because they felt threatened about foreigners taking the jobs people like Frank wouldn’t dream of lowering himself to do in the first place.
And remember that the people that lash out are not our daily, lovely clients that trust us and are so happy we’re there for their pets. The people that lash out make a lot of noise, because they don’t have much better things to do, can’t be bothered looking into what being a vet really means and just have a lot of sh*t going on they want to vent, and hey, who’s a better scapegoat than people “taking advantage of sick animals”.
WHATEVER debate there may be around corporates charging whatever, and market investigations and whatnots, this is NOT on you, dear peer doing the hard work on the ground. Brush it off. Clean your energy of Frank and his mates, don’t let it spoil your day.
If I feel spicy and grounded I will fight the battle on the platform. If I’m in a cycle of anxiety for whatever reason and I notice it’s winding me up, I scroll on and let someone else carry the blade that day. I deep breathly and remind myself that this is a very small percentage of people, they’re not my clients and they’re not actually in my living room. And it’s ok to let people be wrong about me, I don’t have to control the whole worlds opinion about vets.
And then I jump and shout at the concert in the evening, Frank far away firmly shut in a locked box with not key.