But I did notice something disturbing. Before entering the venue, I saw a couple people “unloading their angst” onto the policemen on duty about how this sign isn’t clear and that sign was confusing. Inside the hall, I also overheard at least one person bitch to the folks at the consultation tables about how he wasn’t sure if his appointment was going to happen. Now I think it’s perfectly fine to conduct 23-second chats with the person checking to see if you’re healthy enough to get the jab, and it’s even better if your humour makes her laugh, but in this case the guy was treating the person vetting his approval form like a 24/7 Complaints Help Desk.