I've been working in my ICU for three years now, and I was feeling ready for a change. I often receive report from the ED and have become friendly with one of the nurses there. For the last few months he has been encouraging me to apply for a position in that department. I am, for the most part, very happy in the ICU (and the CV surgery unit where I often float) so I wanted to be quite certain that the ED would be a good place for me. I was thinking that I could work there per diem or transfer there and still work per diem in my present unit. I wanted to experience a shift in that department before I made any decisions, however.My ED acquaintance introduced me to his manager, and she seemed very interested in having me apply. She agreed to let me shadow an ED nurse for one shift before I made up my mind. Of course, my first choice of a person to shadow would have been my acquaintance, but our schedules were not compatible. The manager set me up with another nurse whom, she assured me, would be very happy to let me shadow her. I made it very clear that I did not want to do this if I would be in anyone's way.The big night arrived. I had worked seven nights in a row due to our unit's high census, and I was giving up one of my two nights off in order to do this. I drove the 45 minutes to my hospital and entered the ED. I was wearing scrubs and my hospital ID badge. I walked up to the nurse's station and waited for the nurses there to end their conversation. One of them, an older woman whom I recognized as usually working triage, finally turned to me. "Can I help you?" she asked, giving me a look like I had tracked dog poop into her department. "I'm here to see 'Betsy'" I said, giving the name of the nurse I was supposed to shadow."Betsy who?" she asked.Maybe I had gotten the name wrong! "Um, I don't know her last name, but Suzie, your manager, arranged for me to shadow her tonight.""Betsy called in sick tonight," she said, apparently now remembering that someone by that name DID actually work in her department, "And nobody told us that you were coming." Then she turned away and started talking to another nurse about something else."Well, I don't know what I should do," I said. I can't remember the last time I'd felt so awkward. There were a few other nurses and techs sitting at the nurses station, but all they did was stare at me blandly. No one offered a suggestion. I turned to the triage nurse again, "What should I do?"She huffed and said, "We're really understaffed tonight, but if you really want to I guess you can shadow somebody else." From the tone of her voice I could tell that she wanted me to leave. None of the other nurses stepped in and offered to let me shadow. I left! The point of the night was for me to decide whether I wanted to work in that department, and that reception definitely decided it for me. I can't imagine something like that happening on my unit. It made me grateful that I work where I do.My question is this: Should I call the ED manager and let her know what happened? Should I call my ED acquaintance and let him know? It would have no bearing on my job whatsoever. I know now that I will never work in that department. I don't want to seem like a whiner. I'm actually grateful to have found out what the place was like before I applied there. I guess I don't want to seem rude, but I feel like the manager really dropped the ball by not informing anyone that I was coming (or maybe that nurse wasn't telling the truth?) It's been a week. What should I do?