There seems to be no end to my misery in dealing with the Ministry of Health bureaucrats in Putrajaya. I don’t know if passing the MRCP(UK) bestows upon you a period of jinx but I certainly feel that way.
A simple application to the headquarters to formally begin the so called gazzettement turned out to be a most revealing experience on the work ethics of those MOH administrators. It’s been almost a month since I submitted my application. Two personal trips to the office and innumerable phone calls later still did not yield any progress in my application.
Worse, the encounters were met with scorn, with voices that suggest futility and total non-comittment. When asked about the status of my gazzettement letter, the reply came in the effect that ‘I am very busy, they can wait.’.
Enough restrain was left in me to avert an ugly altercation. But I had to vent this out here, for better or for worse.
This is classically your colloquial Little Napoleon. He or she hold a very special, high-stakes position, no less. Lesser mortals like yours truly, although more qualified academically must haplessly pander to their whim and inclinations, which is ridiculous.
I am sure I am not the first person to have gone through this ordeal and most certainly not the last. I wondered how many other newly-minted specialists have had to endure the patronizing air of these arrogant administrators. Their noses are held so high up that they forget quite sadly to their perils that without us, the entire health system will grind to a halt and their livelihood will be decimated as a consequence.
But alas, that will never happen. The government as we know is such a charitable organization. They will safeguard the interest of these Napoleons and duly escort them to their retirement safe haven. They are, lest we forget, untouchable. Are they all not? What are we to do?
As they say, shame on you, Kementerian Kesihatan Malaysia! Shame on you!
