Once upon a time, in the faraway land of Fox Valley, which lay upon the River between the Lake of Winnebagos and the Great Green Bay. . .
. . . there stood two great hospitals: Neenah of the kingdom of ThedaCare, and St. Elizabeth of the kingdom of Ascension. And the Hospital of Neenah-ThedaCare had a radiology team in which nurses and technicians toiled for long hours with crappy pay, for they were Not Noble Doctors. And behold, one day one of these lowly servants saw that the other hospital had listed job openings, and did boldly apply, and was offered greater pay and lesser hours, and fewer kickings by the Noble Doctors of that place. And he did spread this good news to his friends, and they too applied for jobs at the other place. For they were all at-will employees, and had sworn no oath to ThedaCare.
And the Hospital Administrators of ThedaCare were greatly wroth, and made no counter-offer to the lowly servant. But instead they did call upon their Dread Lawyers, and marched forth to Court, and cried to the Judge that their great and mighty hospital could not withstand the siege of COVID without its many servants, and that the hospital of Ascension was of lower rank, and that therefore the Court should force its servants to remain in their accustomed place for a time, times, and half a time. And lo, did the Judge declare that whilst he pondered the matter, neither hospital might have the servants -- for he would not force them to suffer the cruel beatings of ThedaCare, but neither would he permit them to take up their new jobs at Ascension.
And thus all were miserable, except the Dread Lawyers who rejoiced in the misery of others.
. . . there stood two great hospitals: Neenah of the kingdom of ThedaCare, and St. Elizabeth of the kingdom of Ascension. And the Hospital of Neenah-ThedaCare had a radiology team in which nurses and technicians toiled for long hours with crappy pay, for they were Not Noble Doctors. And behold, one day one of these lowly servants saw that the other hospital had listed job openings, and did boldly apply, and was offered greater pay and lesser hours, and fewer kickings by the Noble Doctors of that place. And he did spread this good news to his friends, and they too applied for jobs at the other place. For they were all at-will employees, and had sworn no oath to ThedaCare.
And the Hospital Administrators of ThedaCare were greatly wroth, and made no counter-offer to the lowly servant. But instead they did call upon their Dread Lawyers, and marched forth to Court, and cried to the Judge that their great and mighty hospital could not withstand the siege of COVID without its many servants, and that the hospital of Ascension was of lower rank, and that therefore the Court should force its servants to remain in their accustomed place for a time, times, and half a time. And lo, did the Judge declare that whilst he pondered the matter, neither hospital might have the servants -- for he would not force them to suffer the cruel beatings of ThedaCare, but neither would he permit them to take up their new jobs at Ascension.
And thus all were miserable, except the Dread Lawyers who rejoiced in the misery of others.