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Some interesting stories there, some sad, dangerous and funny. The one thing that is always gained though is experience.

Once when I was temping I got sent for a day as a hospital porter. They told me they used temps a lot on Mondays and Fridays. Hmmm. I was sent down to the laundry, and shown a big wire cage on wheels, full of clean linen. "Take that and push it down the corridor, when you get to the end turn right, push it to the end of that corridor and turn left and you'll see the lifts. Up to the seventh floor, then left out of the lifts, along to the end of the corridor, and you'll find a trolley just like this one, full of dirty linen. Leave this one there, and bring that one back here."First paid job (hospital porter), first day. Sent to get a 'long stand'.
I honestly enjoyed it, and would go back to it tomorrow if the chance came up. Yes, some of it was boring routine, but none of it as bad as you describe above. Laundry, oxygen, dinner trolleys, and the occasional 'carry-out' - which, as I worked mainly in the geriatric wards, was quite common. Plus night work, the chance to chat to the patients, a load of pretty nurses, and good money for the time (£18 basic for a 40-hour week, but could double that with intelligent shift changes), and a canteen that served chip butties and Tetleys, what more could a young lad want? The Head Porter, he of the 'long stand' instruction, was a bit of a martinet, but the gang had some awesome characters in it and I enjoyed it very much. I learned a lot about real work and had some of my sharper corners knocked off. Then I went to Uni and it all went pear-shaped from there.Once when I was temping I got sent for a day as a hospital porter. (snip) She sighed gently. "Well, to be honest we was surprised when you came back after morning tea break. Most of them don't."
Yes, just behind the tins of striped paint.Was it behind the left-handed screwdrivers and the skyhooks?![]()
How traumatic and sad.I was sixteen years of age , my first job, general dogsbody working at a well known carpet manufacturers here in Halifax ( I hadn't been there long). I had a work colleague who would torment the life out of me on a daily basis, we were good pals, he came into work one Thursday morning still staggering from the party he had attended the night before, at lunchtime he told me he was going to get some kip and asked me to wake him up when it was time to start work again, when I went to wake him some 45mins later he was dead, choked to death on his own vomit.
At the tender age of 16 it was a very traumatic and upsetting incident for me, not as amusing or interesting as some of the above tales but very true.
My favourite though was a tall but surprisingly naiive ex squaddie who was sent to the cells to collect a prescription for a detainee. He was handed a sealed envelope and walked to the pharmacy round the corner. He handed the sealed envelope to the pretty assistant who opened it and smiled. It contained a note which said "I am a very shy policeman and would like a dozen extra large condoms please."
One of the first things I got asked to do as a new teaching assistant was use the laminater which I did but I used two pouches not realising that they opened to put the paper inside, so the work was ruined. Better instructions were given after that! I always show newbies how it works as well.
Many, many... years ago as a very new student nurse, I sent the keys down the shute with the laundry! I was so scared of telling the ward sister but she was very understanding (maybe she'd done it herself). Before she could ring the Porter, he came strolling down the ward with them! Although he doesn't remember the incident,......
Reader, I married him.![]()
I was a nurse once upon a time. Doing my drugs round test, I cut my thumb opening an ampoule of summat or other. Bled all over the trolley. Test had to be postponedMy first day on the Special Care Baby Unit, I stuck myself with a used needle and had to be sent to Occ Health for a blood test (hepatitis)