Just back from taking OH's aunt for her second jab. I had also taken her for her first one in February, so I thought I knew what to expect from that particular place, which is a busy health centre.
However, all the volunteers, whether at the door, list keeping or jabbing, were different, so aunt got a bit anxious. First, the chap at the door, who was probably in his early 40s, seemed not to exactly know whether he was coming or going; he left people crowding the entrance whilst he was having little chats with the other volunteers, or having tea or finishing his biscuit. All the time, new people were joining the "entrance" queue, which- this time- was also used as the exit!
No distancing whatsoever.
He, eventually, found aunt's name, ticked it and advised us to "take a chair". Aunt's worried face was a picture. "Aren't you taking temperatures today?"
Yes he was, so he started looking for his thermometer. After doing so, he shouted out, "Can I have..." giving aunt's name very loudly to another volunteer with another clipboard- probably in her late 70s. She couldn't see it. Aunt was ready to walk out!
Finally, it was found and we sat down. I was pleased to see that unlike the first time, not too many people were vaccinators' customers.
We waited for nearly half an hour without being called, whilst newer arrivals were called; we could also see a vaccinator in the room opposite us had no "customers" at all; but we were kept waiting.
Aunt kept saying, "This is bad. I think we should go."
I had no intention of returning to that place at a later date, so I asked the clipboard lady- now munching yet another biscuit- if there was a particular reason for the delay. (I thought an apt and straight question would not please the volunteers!!!)
She asked for aunt's name and, again, she couldn't find it! I found it for her. She hadn't ticked it!!
Mercifully, the vaccinator took just seconds to do her job.
By her door, we were met by another elderly volunteer who asked us to wait for 15 minutes. As soon as we moved away from the door and sat down, he returned, "You can go now if you want to; you don't have to wait 15 minutes."!
After the 15 minutes were up, we went out through the door we had entered. The one and only sanitizer dispenser was utterly empty!
I usually have a great respect for volunteers but I don't understand why anyone would volunteer to do something so important and then, frankly, behave so inappropriately?
... They were magnificent when I went for my first.
So were her first volunteers, as, indeed, were mine. This experience, though of course not horrific, I'm sure it was most untypical; but it did upset her somewhat.
Just been watching the news on
Sky. I've lately almost given up on the Beeb as it seems to me it
currently fulfils the function of the Tory mouthpiece; especially that
ugly Laura...
The sleaze, the dishonesty,
the..., the..., the... continue: Dodgy Dave’s emails to current occupiers of
no. 10 and 11 as well as the bank of England; Bojo's money for mates,
flat refurbishment, presidential briefing room etc., etc…
Dennis Skinner wasn’t polite when
he called “half” the Tories “crooks” and their then leader and pm. “dodgy Dave”
but time keeps proving him right.
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However, all the volunteers, whether at the door, list keeping or jabbing, were different, so aunt got a bit anxious. First, the chap at the door, who was probably in his early 40s, seemed not to exactly know whether he was coming or going; he left people crowding the entrance whilst he was having little chats with the other volunteers, or having tea or finishing his biscuit. All the time, new people were joining the "entrance" queue, which- this time- was also used as the exit!
No distancing whatsoever.
He, eventually, found aunt's name, ticked it and advised us to "take a chair". Aunt's worried face was a picture. "Aren't you taking temperatures today?"
Yes he was, so he started looking for his thermometer. After doing so, he shouted out, "Can I have..." giving aunt's name very loudly to another volunteer with another clipboard- probably in her late 70s. She couldn't see it. Aunt was ready to walk out!
Finally, it was found and we sat down. I was pleased to see that unlike the first time, not too many people were vaccinators' customers.
We waited for nearly half an hour without being called, whilst newer arrivals were called; we could also see a vaccinator in the room opposite us had no "customers" at all; but we were kept waiting.
Aunt kept saying, "This is bad. I think we should go."
I had no intention of returning to that place at a later date, so I asked the clipboard lady- now munching yet another biscuit- if there was a particular reason for the delay. (I thought an apt and straight question would not please the volunteers!!!)
She asked for aunt's name and, again, she couldn't find it! I found it for her. She hadn't ticked it!!
Mercifully, the vaccinator took just seconds to do her job.
By her door, we were met by another elderly volunteer who asked us to wait for 15 minutes. As soon as we moved away from the door and sat down, he returned, "You can go now if you want to; you don't have to wait 15 minutes."!
After the 15 minutes were up, we went out through the door we had entered. The one and only sanitizer dispenser was utterly empty!
I usually have a great respect for volunteers but I don't understand why anyone would volunteer to do something so important and then, frankly, behave so inappropriately?
I hope I haven't caught COVID...
I have a dream that my.. children.. one day.. will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character
Martin Luther KingI've spoken to her since; she's fine!
Just been watching the news on Sky. I've lately almost given up on the Beeb as it seems to me it currently fulfils the function of the Tory mouthpiece; especially that ugly Laura...
The sleaze, the dishonesty, the..., the..., the... continue: Dodgy Dave’s emails to current occupiers of no. 10 and 11 as well as the bank of England; Bojo's money for mates, flat refurbishment, presidential briefing room etc., etc…
Dennis Skinner wasn’t polite when he called “half” the Tories “crooks” and their then leader and pm. “dodgy Dave” but time keeps proving him right.
And where is Her Majesty’s Opposition?
I have a dream that my.. children.. one day.. will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character
Martin Luther King