If you slice your finger whilst carving the Sunday roast, you will probably talk yourself out of an A&E visit. But if it is bad enough you’ll finally take a cab to the hospital. Stumble in and show the receptionist your damaged digit. Then what happens?
She looks you up and down. You’ve just failed the crucial test but you don’t know it yet.
Then she gives you a form on a clipboard and points you to some vinyl-covered chairs. You’re one of a hundred other people with minor symptoms. With your one good hand, you complete the form and take it back to her.
She says: “Have a seat!”
Three hours later you’re still sitting there waiting to see a doctor.
Suddenly, a guy staggers in with his hand gripping the side of his neck. Blood is spurting from his jugular through clenched fingers and splattering the wall. Continue reading “Why You Are Haemorrhaging Your Fire & Security Leads To Your Competitors”