Man, I didn't really need a fully trained health official, all I wanted was someone to stick a plaster on my arm 'cos my hands were covered in sh...nasty stuff. I couldn't really believe what the man in the office said when he said he could'nt do it for me, I thought he was having a giraffe whilst I dripped blood all down my t-shirt. All was well in the end tho', one of the office girls took me in the john and cleaned my hands for me so I could apply my own plaster. Which promptly fell off....a couple of inches of insulating tape from the workshops fixed it on.
It just struck me as funny at the time that I needed a fully trained first aider to apply an elastoplast, whereas a fitter with greasy mitts could stick a piece of sticky tape on me without a second thought.
It's a strange world we live in, that's for sure...
Rich