After my dressing down by the DESIGNA on Sunday, you'll be pleased to know that I managed to get in and out of the hospital yesterday without the SWAT team being deployed. Phew. I didn't dare take another photograph, though.
Which is a shame, because when you're escorting somebody to hospital, there's always lots of hanging around waiting for small flurries of activity at two-hourly intervals. And so lots of opportunity to take in exactly what's going on behind the scenes. Which is the art of making seemingly important notices that in fact tell you very little.
The walls are plastered with them: A4 laminated notices, mostly printed on light green card. And they all seem to begin with the words 'be aware'. I kid you not, but yesterday I spent 30 minutes sat opposite a notice that said 'BE AWARE THAT THE SEATS BELOW ARE NOT ATTACHED TO THE FLOOR'. Hmm? What's that? An invitation to pick up the seats and walk out with them?
And then comes the two hour wait beside the bedside. There's only one other patient on the ward and a team of eight doctors and nurses huddled behind computers. Oh, so that's what they do when they're not treating patients: they're inventing notices.
At least they didn't have any clipart on them...
Posted by: Richard, Peacock Carter | 05 August 2008 at 02:05 PM