EFFIE BATEMAN | Lifestyle | Contact
As Betoota Heights local Tom Doggett clocks into his fourth week waiting for his passport to arrive, he’s starkly reminded of how much of the past two years he’s spent waiting.
First, it was waiting over a year for borders to open up so that he could finally return home, which to do so, he’d need to show a negative PCR test for. Of course, seeing as all the floodgates were opened around christmas time (save for western australia), every testing clinic was overwhelmed to the point where people were forced to line up several hours in the summer heat, without a triage to send sick or elderly people to the front of the line, therefore resulting in healthy people who were ‘close contacts’ to risk their health just to get a negative PCR test.
Then, because Tom had made the naive decision to go with 4cyte Pathology, he’d had to wait eleven days for his test to come back, with the government stating advising self isolation for fourteen days after receiving results. Which he admittedly wouldn’t have done, because he couldn’t be fucked isolating for nearly a month.
When he eventually made it across the border, the government then relaxed the PCR rule but still made it mandatory to take RATs for certain occupations or medical procedures, which Tom had been unable to find at any chemist as they were waiting on new stock.
So now, after finally being freed from all this covid bullshit, Tom has made the decision pretty much 50% of the nation has made – he’s fucking off to Europe in June.
Unfortunately for him, he didn’t quite realise that he wouldn’t be the only person rushing to renew his passport; he had to wait in a long line for that too – and now he’s waiting for it to arrive in the mail, and it’s looking like he may potentially not get it in time.
He’s fucking over it.
More to come.
