Booster Jab 2,455,123 (Blog 396)

Today I’ve had another booster jab in nearby Chertsey! I previously talked about how I was intrigued by famously miserable town Hounslow and I would have been interested in getting a booster there, but I decided that going out of a way on a bit of a lengthy journey just to see people who are depressed sounded a bit odd. Chertsey on the other hand is just a 10 minute or so drive away. Or is it? Unfortunately the place has roadworks AGAIN. There have been on and off workings there since MAY, pretty much always on. I was relieved when they finally went away, but yeah, now they’re back. Unbelievably annoying. On the plus side, the traffic is better than it used to be at least. Or is it? I would soon find out. Before getting my jab, I thought it made sense to go the petrol station and get my hash browns and crisps, etc. Then I wouldn’t have to get them on the way back from the jab and waste precious blogging time. It turned out to be a particularly good move as I could eat my hashes in that pesky traffic. A brilliant move even, and the day had just begun.

When I parked in the gym carpark that’s very close to the vaccination centre, I was a bit cheeky and put my gym pass inside my car and under the car windscreen so it looked like I would be working out and so I didn’t have to pay for a ticket. Of course I wouldn’t be working out so that was a misuse of my pass. Nothing to go to jail over I’m sure, but I could get a telling off if not careful. Who by, I don’t know. Never in my life have I seen a ticket inspector in the place, but surely there must be at least one, otherwise why bother with passes at all? Maybe the gym just pretends there are inspectors and the fear alone keeps people in line? I’m just saying pictures of policemen outside shops do actually do at least something to prevent crime! It sounds like criminals are a bit thick, but actually it’s very clever psychology!

When I was called to get my jab in the building, I was asked if I had any conditions that reduced my white blood cell count. I explained that I was on medication that can potentially reduce my number of white blood cells, but I didn’t get any follow up questions. I was looking forward to saying ‘my medication is for schizophrenia’ loudly like last time, but yeah, sadly I didn’t get an opportunity. Time to think fast, there must be some reason to mention mental illness? But what could it be?? I was stuck. It didn’t ruin my day or anything like that, though. On the plus side, at least I was never asked if I knew why was at the place and if I wanted a jab, like I was a while ago. That person must have had a very low opinion of my reasoning abilities. I was also asked what arm I wanted to be jabbed on. It didn’t matter as I sleep on my back! How interesting. Sadly, I didn’t get an opportunity to mention how I sleep, either. I was also never asked for my booking reference number which annoyed me as I checked if it was right a good few times before leaving. -_-

After being jabbed, I was told to wait for 15 minutes before driving home. I went back to my car to get my crisps, then ate them outside so my car didn’t smell of tasty if slightly childish snack brand Skips. Just outside the gym, I noticed a sign saying ‘Guaranteed results in 35 minutes a week’. Well what qualifies as a result? Technically speaking burning one calorie a week is a result. A sneaky move there, from the gym. After about ten minutes of wandering around (close enough to 15) I drove home then ate some grapes. I could have eaten them by the gym carpark and spent another 5 minutes or so making sure the jab didn’t kill me, but how would you react to a mysterious person hanging around a carpark, then a bin, then eating, then driving home? It just sounds at least a bit weird. In my abode I also got a phone call and I was worried it was from the vaccination centre. Nope it was a scam call about my ‘faulty’ internet. My connection it’s fine. Talk about calling at just the wrong time. >:( That’s it! Bye!