Yesterday we had a 'lock down' at work. We get a flashing light in reception to tell us this is happening though usually there is an alarm going off in one of the wards too. Very rarely the ward themselves will ring down to us and tell us. We have to note the details in a book.
This means a patient has escaped a ward and is on their way down. One of the doors automatically shuts and no one can get in or out.
Cue idiots that work here telling me they need to get in/out even though I have just explained that no one can get in or out until the ward turns it off. One asked if I could get a nurse off the ward to come down and see her. Er... how would she get out? Eventually when she could get in, she walked past one of the porters with a face like a slapped arse!
I am also astounded at the number of people ringing reception (some of them are staff) asking me to put them through to whoever and it is engaged or the person has an answerphone on. They react as if this has never happened to them in their life!
Me: I am sorry but the number is engaged/busy.
Them: Oh but this is important, I need to etc etc.
Me: (not really) Oh why didn't you say, I will try one of our magic numbers.
On an entirely different subject, really looking forward to the weekend. Saturday night I am going to the theatre. My friend gets cheap deals. We rarely pay more than £5.50. I think it is a whodunnit.
Sunday we are having a Halloween party. Or as near 5 perfectly respectable middle aged women come to the sort of thing! Yes tea will be drunk, I think the hostess is cooking salmon, there will be nibbles and a horror film though most of my friends prefer 'lite' horror. I am the only blood thirsty one!