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# *squints*
The most amazing thing happened yesterday. It was so amazing, it ranks at the top of the lofty tower of amazing things to experience in life as a human being trying to keep a rational head amid all this insane hideousness we call civilization. It was enough to make my very sentience halt in it's tracks and shudder at a terrifying vista of reality I never thought imaginable.

I worked a lovely fourteen hour day yesterday, six onwards being to photograph the annual Zoo Nights thing we do once a year. As I unloaded my equipment I managed to cut my index finger enough for blood to emerge in minor but irritating enough quantities to piss me off, the more so I would be imminently handling two cameras and four lenses for the evening. I needed a plaster. Time is tight, it's quarter to six, we have the department briefing in fifteen minutes. So I rushed around department to department trying to find a tiny plaster. No one had one. Eventually I am told to go to HR; they more or less must have one by law. I rushed up the stair case, all the while cleaning the blood from my finger with my gob, and found someone; and asked for a plaster. Yes they had one, but she couldn't give it to me because she wasn't an official first aider. I simply stared at her in silence for long enough trying to correlate the sudden madness of my mind for her to realize I could well have said, 'You have got to be fucking joking?'

But words didn't escape; this lunacy wasn't her fault after all, she was just a grunt doing what she's told to do (or not do); but by christ, has it come to this? I wasn't asking for medication, or a syringe, just a fucking plaster!

*bangs head in despair*

(I helped save b3ta! Jahled Three shades of black, Sat 8 Aug 2009, 20:36, archived)
# In my job for the NHS (which I am about to leave)
I need as many signatures to order a rubber
stamp as I would need to get an abortion.
(I helped save b3ta! Bela Lugosi's Dad, Sat 8 Aug 2009, 20:38, archived)
# Moments like this
How not to sound like the Daily Fail in response?

Who comes out with legislation like this? How do they have board meetings and keep a straight face when they make stuff like this law?
(I helped save b3ta! Jahled Three shades of black, Sat 8 Aug 2009, 20:54, archived)
# *dons tinfoil hat*
it's a consipracy to bring the NHS to its knees in what looks like incompetence so that people rile against it and instead turn to nice, expensive private medical care.

Either that or the people in charge are a bunch of fucking idiots.

And surely no-one would put a bunch of idiots in charge.

Surely.
(MrChimp previously Monsieur, Sat 8 Aug 2009, 21:07, archived)
# I could honestly stare into the endless depths of space
and not fathom the reasoning with this one. What could possibly go wrong from a corporate point of view giving someone a tiny plaster to cover a slight cut on a finger, so drops of blood don't get on their cameras?

I'm quite good with political correctness, but come on
(I helped save b3ta! Jahled Three shades of black, Sat 8 Aug 2009, 21:12, archived)
# Political correctness is all well and good
but it doesn't really have anything to do with subject in hand.
(MrChimp previously Monsieur, Sat 8 Aug 2009, 21:18, archived)
# Well no, it does
ten years ago if my finger had a little cut causing annoyance and I asked that girl for a plaster and she refused, it would be incomprehensible, and be in Private Eye as a joke to far; or as I said, some reactionary headline in some right-wing paper

Yesterday, it simply wasted my time; i missed the staff canteen and half our department's briefing trying to find a fucking plaster, that could have been resolved immediately

(I helped save b3ta! Jahled Three shades of black, Sat 8 Aug 2009, 21:40, archived)
# Ah, Health and Safety Gone Mad
Seriously - this isn't a legislation thing, just some bad briefing and lack of common sense at your workplace. Employers have a duty of care which means that refusing you a plaster is more worrying than the fact that you cut yourself at work in the first place.

Love your pics by the way.

(I helped save b3ta! El Cid ...wing attack plan R..., Sat 8 Aug 2009, 22:17, archived)
# Emm
I shall raise this issue with my boss and the HR director on Monday, thanks for that

An incredible waste of resources (me missing food) and half a PR briefing (information)

and cheers, in the right place I guess ;)
(I helped save b3ta! Jahled Three shades of black, Sat 8 Aug 2009, 22:25, archived)
# By this time had you stopped bleeding?
(I helped save b3ta! epiphany coming live from sweden, Sat 8 Aug 2009, 20:56, archived)
# Hahaha
But alas, my finger was still trickling out enough blood to go everywhere; you've seen my kit mate
(I helped save b3ta! Jahled Three shades of black, Sat 8 Aug 2009, 21:00, archived)