Government run departments really like to waste your time.
On the weekend, the glands in Lizzie’s throat had become so enlarged that I thought they might actually suffocate her to death. You know that thing, I don’t know the medical term for it but we call it your ding – a – ling, it hangs from the top of your mouth, down the throat. I’m sure it has a purpose. Anyway the sides of her throat were actually touching that. So I thought I’d ring the hospital and just talk to the nurse.
So I pulled out the phone book and looked up the hospital and there it was but under it there was no phone number, just a line of text saying – please look under Hunter New England Health. But why? Why couldn’t they just put the number there. So I went to Hunter New England Health and under it was written – Please see listing on this page. Sigh. Well where on this page. Why can’t it just be here on this page.
It reminded me of an instance last week when I had to renew a refrigeration license through the Dept. of Fair Trading. I filled out the form, wrote out the cheque then turned the form over to see where I had to send it. And it said please send this form to your nearest Fair Trading Office. Please check our website for your closest office. Sigh. Why not just put it on the form. So I went to the website expecting a great long list of office’s and do you know how many there were? One. Just one office for everyone.
Which then reminded me of the time I rang the Dept. Industrial Affairs. I sat on hold for over an hour and then at four o clock a recorded voice told me that the office was now closed and to please ring back in the morning.
Let me tell you, not happy.