Despite the fact that KLINGONS are very gruff, mean, and DANGEROUS,
Bein’ a Warrior means,
I went to the doctor’s office (clinic)today. In order to get what is called a “walk in” appointment, one must sign in on a “sign in sheet”, sit and wait until one is called.
I signed in and sat, made myself comfy with my composition book and pen and began to write. I totally forgot about the time until I caught a chill and had to put on my jacket.
I looked up at the clock and it was 1pm and I was the only one in the waiting room! I decided that I had been there too darned long and was going to leave but decided to stop by the desk and see if they had called me. Perhaps I just didn’t hear them call my name. Hey, it happens. . . . .
I was horrified to find that out of the twenty or so names listed on the sign in sheet, all were crossed out accept mine! When I pointed out my name and asked the receptionist why she did not call me, her excuse was: “I couldn’t read your hand writing so I couldn’t call you.”
What the heck?
Have you ever heard something so stupid?
I was so ticked that I wanted to leave, but instead I asked to speak to her supervisor. When the supervisor came over, she was horrified to hear her subordinate make such a lame excuse for not calling a patient. She apologized up and down and offered to put me in to see the doctor right away. I refused because I was, tired, achy, cold, too sick to sit there another second. All I wanted to do was go home and crawl back in bed. So, she gave me an appointment for the next day.
I told the supervisor that I worked with customer relations also. My standard approach is, if I see someone sitting in the waiting area for a long time, I approach them and ask if they are being helped. If not, I help them or get them help immediately. There is no way a person should be left sitting in the waiting room for two hours, just because their handwriting was illegible.
That was a very lame excuse and the receptionist’s actions were totally unprofessional. Were it me, at my job, I would’ve been written up and possibly suspended. I don’t want to see anyone lose their job, but when you work with the public, especially when dealing with “the public in distress” (victims of crime or sick) you must maintain a high level of decorum.
I admit, I am partially to blame for this mess. Had I not been scribbling away in my notebook, I would’ve noticed I’d been waiting an inordinately long time. Ah well. . . . .
I had an interesting discussion with my good friend Julie, who is a New York City 7th Grade English teacher. After catching up with and greeting each other for the “New Year” waxing long, and catching up on news about on a certain “beloved celebrity”, we got down to the nitty gritty.
Julie both bemoaned and praised a new piece of equipment which she is now required to use in the classroom. I forgot it’s name, but it is the equivalent of MicroSoft Powerpoint.
Instead of writing out lesson plans by hand, Julie uses this computer program which helps set to it up for her. Julie agrees that this particular program is very helpful and cuts down on the amount of preparation time needed to research and prepare multiple lessons.
However, there is a downside. When you utterly depend upon a computer to do everything for you. . . . I’ve said it in a past post: “If you don’t use it, you lose it.”
Julie’s students use laptops in her class, and she noticed that their penmanship had descended into the dark chasm of illegibility. To quote Julie: “You couldn’t read a darned thing they wrote!” Why? Instead of writing, they were tapping away on computer keyboards all day.
So, Julie crafted little pads for each student, with a lanyard attached so that they could wear them around their necks everywhere they went. Their assignment? To document their thoughts in this little books, not the computer. A step back from high tech, to no tech. . . . .
Julie is happy to report that since she initiated this project in January, the majority of her students are still sticking with the project.
Julie also told me that she initiated a project for her kids to read actual books. Not books on computer, I-Pad, Kindle, Nook, etc, but the actual printed page type books. Why? Because she wants her children to have the actual hands on experience of reading and writing.
I only wish her children, and the rest of the GenX or younger generation can experience what what I did when I had to do research. I spent all day in the library closeted with the Encyclopedia Britannica, the dreaded “card file or cataloge”, cruised the aisles looking for books, and harassed the Librarian. Now that was what we called research and studying!
By the way, Julie keeps her own “skills up” by reading at least two (paper) books a month and keeping a journal (yes, an old fashioned paper one). We both had a good laugh because we are both the same age and are thus both Old School, so we roll like that. . . . .
In conclusion, I totally agree with what Julie is doing. It seems that with the onset of each electronic devise, we lose another important part of our culture. And if we are not careful to guard against one loss, all will be lost, and become irretrievable.
Those of you who are parents of young children already know what a “busy bag” is. It’s a bag you pack for those long trips with the offspring, which contains enough things to keep the “kiddie-poos” busy. Thus preventing them from asking: “Are we there yet?” every five minutes.
When I was really young, when my Mom took me to the doctor (which was often because I was sickly), she always packed a busy bag. But instead of toys and fun activities, she packed my homework, reading assignments and, math studies. Yep, she always made me study my “sums”. . . . .
NOTE: My British West Indian Mom referred to “math” as “sums.”
Well, I apply the “busy bag” method to my adult self. Whenever I leave the house, unless it is on an errand, to jog, or to the gym, I carry my own version of a busy bag. That means when I go to class, work, to the doctor’s office, the therapist. Anyplace where I will have a long and BOOOOORRRRING wait. This is especially true for long commutes.
I just can’t see spending great swaths of time sitting and staring at the walls (or in some cases the wide screen TV in some offices), out of the window, and at other people, with nothing to do. With even a free newspaper to read. Yes, we have those here in New York City. . . . .
I recall back in high school I took a beginning photography class, and my instructor taught that “In order to be a good photographer, you must always carry your camera with you. Why? Because you never know when you will see a great shot.” Mind you, that was back in the days of HEAVY and CLUNKY single lens reflex cameras. Imagine “shlepping” that, plus extra lenses, film, batteries, etc. I eventually gave it up.
I’ve returned to photography due to the miracle of digital cameras. They are one heck of a lot smaller and weigh a lot less. And believe it or not, cellphone cameras can take some awesome photos by the way!
I’ve long forgotten that teacher’s name but I took his advise to heart in not only carrying a camera but my writing implements. A composition book, plenty of pens (the darned things always run out of ink at the most inopportune times. . .), and my netbook. Thus, like the boy scouts, I’m always prepared.
Here is a list of what I carry.
2. Bag of wires (for netbook, cellphone, Kindle, etc)
3. Composition book
6. Stainless Steel Flask (of H2O or Juice)
7. A snack or meal
I WEAR my cellphone and camera.
P.S. Yes, I realize I can carry both of my cats in this bag. . . LOL!
The reason I ask is because I work in customer service. Often the customers must fill out forms in order for me or my fellow co-workers to help them. Which is par for the course in my line of work.
However, lately I’ve encountered customers who haven’t written in so long that either their penmanship is an abomination or, believe it or not, they no longer know how to write. Yeah, I see you shaking your head with disbelief. . . . .
Apparently that old saying: “If you don’t use it, you lose it.” applies to writing also.
When asked about it, one male customer replied that he dealt so extensively with computers that he rarely, if ever, wrote anything by hand. Everything he did was computer generated. So, he had literally forgotten how to write and therefore could not fill out forms.
Oh my heavens! Is this what the Human race has come to? Will longhand go the way or the eight track player, the cassette, and the poloroid camera?
Computers were supposed to help enhance man’s intelligence. They were not dumb us down to where we have become hapless sods, clouting each other over the head with clubs and naming our sons “Ogg” ::facepalm::
As for me, I still use pen and paper. Yes, I have a laptop, a netbook and a smartphone, but I also carry a handy composition book and plenty of pens. Just in case I have to jot down some important thoughts, and I don’t have the time to fire up my netbook.
Oh yes, I did try the free “note” application which came with my new Android. But, it drove me to the point of nearly smashing my brand new cell phone under foot . . . . . . . . So, I went back to my composition book and pen. . . . . . .
I guess, I’m just very old fashioned in that respect. How about you?
I think I’ve already visited this issue but I need to kind of clarify it, for myself and others.
I have no issue with online censorship if site self censor themselves. The majority of the sites I’m a member of already know how to “responsibly censor themselves”. What do I mean by that? People are informed from the moment they join said site that any subject matter posted on said site, must fall within a certain set in stone guidelines, or it will be deleted by site managers, administrators or security. And depending upon the severity of the breech, said member would be tossed out of the site or banned. Same thing.
Most sites use the same ratings as movies do. “General” membership which automatically means, minors are on board, so content must be kept clean as a whistle.
“PG” means a little something is allowed. One can say damn and a chaste peck on the cheek and forehead is allowed. No overt behavior is acceptable.
“X” and above. Well, we all know what that means.
There are some sophisticated sites which allow you to lock down your rated X and above content, and only allow certain members access if they have a certain code. Which allows under age members to stay out of the domains they have no business in. This also keeps the site out of trouble for exposing minors to explicit content.
This is the kind of censorship I don’t mind on line. It is responsible and allows members to make responsible choices where it comes to what they wish to post or be exposed to. The power lies soley in their hands.
What I take strong exception to is a site manager dictating what one should write to the point of redacting your creation.
In short: I was a member of a site where I was part of a group which helped write for and produce a monthly newsletter. This went on for approximately 2 years without problems, in fact we got rave reviews. Thanks to our wonderful and hard working team.
Suddenly this year, the chain of command changed and the “new” person in charge decided he wanted to read and approve of everything that was published first. This was despite the fact that the experienced editor already approved of the content, which was written by experienced writers!
The result was a predictably nasty fight between the editor and the “Tyrant”. Then a bunch of us packed up our content, resigned, and quit the site. If the Tyrant wanted to run his own regime, then so be it. He can do it without us! Let him find people who will write to his own self motivated specifications. Which will suck, by the way. . . . . .
This is especially sad because we just had a 24 hour web shutdown (by some sites) over SOPA and PIPA, and here comes this guy. Won’t people ever learn, that censorship is not good?
Like Einstein once said: “Doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result is INSANITY. . . .”
I rest my case.