Niceties

Too many people from generally unhelpful institutions are being nice to me. The other week, the lady at the tax office was jolly and obliging. So were two women manning the bank’s customer service line; and now the bank’s personal financial advisor is in on it too. This just isn’t natural!

But it can’t be Doomsday quite yet. When I rang the state healthcare centre about my holiday vaccinations, I was given appalling service. Not only that, but also bad advice that – if I hadn’t had other sources – would have meant me not being covered for all those nasty diseases in time.

All my questions were answered, or rather not answered, by a woman who sounded as if she was late for her afternoon suicide attempt.