The Health and Safety brigade increasingly frustrate me. I know their aims are worthy in wanting to protect us all from harm, but they can often take things to an absurd extreme. The following examples, all derived from the last decade in the United Kingdom, should serve as illustration:
Prohibiting the throwing of sweets into a pantomime audience;
Banning the playing of conkers in a school playground;
The requirement that all November 5th bonfires be registered with the local council;
Forbidding the provision of pins with Remembrance Day poppies.
Last month at my place of work the Infection Control Nurse became concerned about the state of our departmental fridge. Whereas I’ve always revelled in the recurrent Monday morning kitchen pastime of “find the source of that iffy smell,” Nurse Starchy has a radically different disposition and has insisted that the milk bottle infiltrated by Danish-blue and the banana encrusted with the sticky-black goo of decay present hazards to the health of all employees. As such, it is now company policy for each item left in the fridge to be labelled with the owner’s name along with the date it was put in; the fridge is inspected at the end of each day and any item not duly labelled is thrown away.
The implementation of this policy has led to many mutterings of discontent, particularly among the male workforce. Of course, not one of us has been brave enough to challenge Nurse Starchy – she is a terrifying woman – so our protests have remained covert. Yesterday I discovered that someone, as yet unknown, had pinned the following picture and caption onto the kitchen notice-board. It made me giggle, although I’m not sure what Nurse Starchy will make of it.
Prohibiting the throwing of sweets into a pantomime audience? I understand that one. Rotten fruit is what you throw into a pantomime audience. Fun post.
I giggled, too! Company fridges can be complicated, especially when there are too many self-appointed bosses. I hope you guys ban together and take back the fridge--otherwise, just wait a while and she will get tired of being the fridge police.ReplyDelete
that's great! it's been a long time since i've been in an employment situation that allowed me to eat the food that others bring in. sigh. the good ole days.ReplyDelete
LOL..... so funny. If Nurse Starchy doesn't like the picture and caption.. maybe she needs to get the starch out of her uniform.ReplyDelete
I would never mess with that nurse. just do as you all are told and everybody will be happy.ReplyDelete
You put the picture and caption there didn't you?!ReplyDelete
OK, I confess - it was me!Delete