Wednesday, 19 October 2022

My 'Disability'

 I had to go off to the Air Force clinic yesterday (standard stuff).  So Airman 'Snuffy' handed me a sheet at the front desk, and asked me to read it.....noting things.

I sat in the waiting room and attempted to read it.  

It was in the smallest possible font size possible.  I gazed at it for 30 seconds.....how the hell do they expect me to read this?

Somehow, I managed to read about 70-percent of it, and attempted to 'X' through things.  

Then I came to a question.....asking me if I had a disability?  I responded: "Only one, I can't read small sized writing'. 

The problem is....they simply tried to cram four pages of questions onto one single sheet.  Looking back at my era (1977-2000), we never had sheets like this.....but we never had so many odd questions to ask people.  We didn't care if you smoked.  we didn't care if you were disabled.  We didn't care if you drank.  You came to a clinic for some physical woes, and that was 'enough'.