Went for my medical today, this comprised of a blood test and chest x-ray. On arriving the queue was out the door and around the car park. Luckily I had a VIP pass and a Medical Officer from the company to help me with the process. Our MO asked me to take a seat in the waiting room while she went to the front of the queue to get a ticket number. There are five counters where you can get your registration papers from, as you need this generated to get your blood test. Separate areas for male & female and this was the first time I had seen actively the female first culture. The security guard managing the waiting area was oiking men out of their seats so females could sit, as in "you up" all complied, no fuss. (he was good at it)
My name was called and the MO collected my papers and took me to room 10 for the blood test, again queuing, however a quick nod to the medical staff got me in straight away. If market and cattle come to mind then this was a good description. Then down to x-ray, another nod and in straight away. No nonsense get your shirt off and stand there, chin up, hands on hips, finished. "Next" was the cry and I was shown out the door. What an experience, the great unwashed, the good, the bad and the ugly passed through. Now off to get through the ID process across the street.
Well "chalk and cheese" couldn’t be more different, hello and how are you, is this your first time was the greeting, bit like a long lost friend, amazed. Very well thank you and yes it is my first time. Similar process, take a number and wait. Called within 5 mins, hello and welcome let’s take your finger prints. This was my first time; he was gentle with me, quick photo, "eyes wide open, chin up" flash flash. that’s it, we will send you a text when it is done to come and collect it. All over now and wait for the medical results, the last process to get my residency visa. Phew.
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