The Chronicle

The medicals are free but damn tougher

We’ve come a long way from the days of ‘get a haircut, son’

- with Greg Bray Greg Bray blogs at gregbraywr­iter.wordpress.com. Find him on Facebook: Greg Bray – Writer

Do you know how hard it is to pee when someone is staring at your nether regions like a hawk? Eventually, I managed to force enough drops into the specimen bottle

FOLKS, changing jobs these days means enduring a thorough medical check-up, unless you’re a CEO or politician. Basically, the applicatio­n medical is the first step in a long line of future workplace humiliatio­ns.

Over the years I’ve done a few medicals to determine my fitness for work and, as a young buck, these were usually conducted on the workshop floor by some grease-stained boss who would eye me up and down before gruffly asking, “How’s your back and knees, and how soon can you get a haircut?” I really miss those days, and my long hair.

A few jobs later, I had to visit an actual doctor who chain-smoked through the five-minute process of checking my back and knees, then testicles for hernias.

But a couple of years ago I went for a job as a tradesman/handyman/gardener/dogsbody and was subjected to a number of medical tests, starting with a urine sample that had to be done under strict supervisio­n.

This meant with the nurse watching me, well, “go’’.

Do you know how hard it is to pee when someone is staring at your nether regions like a hawk?

Eventually, I managed to force enough drops into the specimen bottle to satisfy her, but I nearly blew a gasket doing it. Afterwards I had to repeatedly lift a heavy box on and off a high shelf, contort my limbs into positions they have not been in since I was a baby, then duckwalk up and down a long corridor in my underwear. Thankfully I’d worn a pair with strong elastic.

Finally, I was allowed to dress, and then asked a lot of questions about my private life which I would have been uncomforta­ble discussing with my own wife.

With mounting panic, I started wondering exactly what sort of work I was actually being employed to do.

Eventually, I was passed as a-okay then shoved into the street. Never I have never been so thoroughly poked or probed.

If you would like a free comprehens­ive check-up then apply for another job, because employers are leaving nothing to chance nowadays.

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