yukbon
Well-Known Member
So, Florida's shitshow continues apace, right, no surprise there, and Governor Deathsantis has made it the law of the land that only 65+ and medical personnel or first responders get the vaccine until further notice. My (and Mrs') initial appointment at the one hospital that was giving vaccines for medically vulnerable people was initially set for Feb 20, but then cancelled on Jan 15th due to lack of actual doses for 2nd doses. In between then-and-now, state policy was changed to only-65+-and-medical-etc. Official policy is "everyone else, just sign up with your county's method of dealing with this (which varies from "check with a supermarket chain that donated to DeSantis" to "your county has no plan" to "your county has a website that is mostly not working" -- Miami-Dade is in the "mostly not working" category, but hey, we've got a site and some vague plan so I guess we're doing okish comparitively).
Anyway.
So I signed us up on the site, figuring they'd call us like, on the 3rd of Never but no! Lo and behold, we get an email last Monday: click here and sign up for your appointment. Fuckin' awesome, we do the clicky, we fill out web forms, there's a confirmation text and a follow-up email with a calendar appointment. Smooth, perhaps a bit back and forth but whatever. It works. Appointment was set for today, Feb 28, 930am, we drive up to the baseball stadium and you can feel the palpable despair and fear. One giant car-lane gets split into "testing" and "vaccine" lanes. Finally, I drive up to the national guardsman who promptly looks at us both and goes "uh....is she 65?" (because apparently with my salt and pepper beard, I look haggard and old and am the very spirit of Methuselah, but she's a spring chicken.) And so I confirm no, we're not 65, I'm not trying to lie my way into a vaccine, you guys called us and said come on down and so here we are, where is my shot young man and he basically does the world's fastest rendition of Can't Do Nuttin' For You Man and we are sent on our merry way.
So that was my Sunday morning, how was your weekend?
Anyway.
So I signed us up on the site, figuring they'd call us like, on the 3rd of Never but no! Lo and behold, we get an email last Monday: click here and sign up for your appointment. Fuckin' awesome, we do the clicky, we fill out web forms, there's a confirmation text and a follow-up email with a calendar appointment. Smooth, perhaps a bit back and forth but whatever. It works. Appointment was set for today, Feb 28, 930am, we drive up to the baseball stadium and you can feel the palpable despair and fear. One giant car-lane gets split into "testing" and "vaccine" lanes. Finally, I drive up to the national guardsman who promptly looks at us both and goes "uh....is she 65?" (because apparently with my salt and pepper beard, I look haggard and old and am the very spirit of Methuselah, but she's a spring chicken.) And so I confirm no, we're not 65, I'm not trying to lie my way into a vaccine, you guys called us and said come on down and so here we are, where is my shot young man and he basically does the world's fastest rendition of Can't Do Nuttin' For You Man and we are sent on our merry way.
So that was my Sunday morning, how was your weekend?