I got my flu shot, is what I'm trynasay - as the kids say. Or so I'm told. Youths!
Isn't the saddest looking sign / table you've ever seen?
Someone doesn't know how to center a sign, clearly. And maybe ran out of tape.
This all begged me to ask the question - are these the people I want ticking a needle in my arm?
The whole set up for employee flu shots the last few years - at a hospital (!!!) - has been, well.......unsatisfying.
These are held in a lobby that essentially connects three buildings. Out. In. The. Open.
This is well and fine for most women, as they tend not to wear long sleeves and can more easily expose and arm. As it is almost never tube-top or halter season for us dudes, I have to unbutton my shirt, take it of and then put it back on..................in the lobby what connects three buildings and always has lots of traffic.
Yeah, they have a 'privacy screen', but still.............
Like my Covid booster, it took longer to change than it took to get jabbed.
"Jabbed" is the wrong word. I felt nothing - and haven't for years! - and 12 hours later, the site isn't even sore. I suppose after three Covid shots, anything will feel better.
But inoculated within an inch of my life. Still wearing masks. Still washing my hands obsessively. I don't expect to get the flu, or a cold this upcoming season - just like last one.
Song by: Lera Lynn