The weirdness of everyday existence certainly gets weirder as we watch normality go out of the window. I bumped into an old friend the other day, a lady that has dedicated her life to assisting the sick, the elderly & the disabled through her skill as a hospital physiotherapist.
She was peeved. She was mightily peeved.It seems that some bright young spark had brought one of those breath testing xxxxxx-ometers into the physio department (as part of their onslaught on smokers of course) and asked each of the physio’s to blow into it in turn.
Well, Susan (we’ll call her that) did her blowing bit and sat back quite comfortably only to be told that she really needs to give up smoking her 5-10 cigarettes per day as it was not doing her any good whatsoever! Now let me tell you now that this Susan is Scottish and an absolute fireball of wrath when wronged.
She has never smoked in her life (“I did sniff one when I was kid and thought it was horrible”). I was informed that young Mr DeskJockey was bawled out from here to eternity for his false accusations, informed that she rode her bike to work each day (3 miles each way), that if he ever dared to accuse HER of smoking again HE’D be the one needing hospital treatment and furthermore, that he could stick his new toy “up ‘is ‘arris!”
Further investigation has shown that these breath testing thingummies cannot differentiate between exhaust fumes & cigarette emissions-so therefore, to my mind, everyone is a smoker! Susan inhales? an ample amount of exhaust fumes on a daily basis thanks to keeping fit, riding her bike! Apparently there is now to be a review of ‘procedure’ and the usage of these silly little xxxxx-ometer thingy’s – so that will be another ?10,000 down the pan that the NHS could have put to far better use!
