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So I'm heading into the cafeteria to get some sodas and a snack to go along with my dinner. I'm the first in line and I'm waiting for the cafeteria worker to get done with setting out the food so she can ring myself and the other people queuing up behind me.
Now we have a system in place where our badges have the RFID chips in them to allow or deny us access to various security doors in the facility. As an IT person, I can get into anywhere. Some genius (no sarcasm intended) came up with the idea of using the unique ID codes in the RFID chips in our badges to allow us to pay for meals in the cafe and medications in the pharmacy. It gets sent to a system in payroll and it gets deducted at the end of the pay cycle from your wages.
Wonderful system. On those weeks where I'm so broke I can't even pay attention <ba-dum-bump thank you, I'll be here all week), I can still get dinner at work. Wonderful system.
Background over with, we soldier on.
So cafe worker tells me the price, I wave my badge over the sensor and <bleep> dessert is paid for. Yay! Go food! Yay! Go Technology!
I wander over to the condiments rack to grab a plastic fork since dumbass me didn't grab one with my dinner from home and now enters our sucky customer.
When told that his total was $X.XX he demanded to know why I wasn't charged but he was. Worker tried to explain but every time she tried he cut her off with another rant filled tirade of how unfair that his daughter was dying and that the cafe wouldn't feed him for free but that freeloading bum over there (aka "Me") got free rice krispy treats and Doctor Pepper.
For the record? His daughter was not dying. HIPAA prevents me from saying why she was there, but rest assured that when I saw them being wheeled in she was happy, chipper, very talkative, and very excited to be at the hospital. If death was next to her? It was because he was in the elevator first and going to see another client of his.
Finally it is partially explained that employees have a badge...and he cuts in again DEMANDING that he be issued one of the badges. At this point I roll my eyes and walk out and head back to my office. Retardo the Clown tried to follow me but I get to keep my office locked until 7am when the rest of the staff rolls in so I get to hear him yelling at the door impotently.
After a minute he gives up and he's back to screaming at the Cafeteria worker. My office is just across the hall so I can hear a (thankfully) muffled version of it all. Suddenly I hear "Code Green, Cafeteria" repeated three times. Code green being the intercom code for Security to come to a location and deal with a disruptive patient or visitor.
Then things go blisfully silent and I got to sit back and down a Dr. Pepper while scarfing down a Rice Krispy treat with the smug satisfaction that in all likelyhood he was escorted out while I got to stay at my desk.
Now we have a system in place where our badges have the RFID chips in them to allow or deny us access to various security doors in the facility. As an IT person, I can get into anywhere. Some genius (no sarcasm intended) came up with the idea of using the unique ID codes in the RFID chips in our badges to allow us to pay for meals in the cafe and medications in the pharmacy. It gets sent to a system in payroll and it gets deducted at the end of the pay cycle from your wages.
Wonderful system. On those weeks where I'm so broke I can't even pay attention <ba-dum-bump thank you, I'll be here all week), I can still get dinner at work. Wonderful system.
Background over with, we soldier on.
So cafe worker tells me the price, I wave my badge over the sensor and <bleep> dessert is paid for. Yay! Go food! Yay! Go Technology!
I wander over to the condiments rack to grab a plastic fork since dumbass me didn't grab one with my dinner from home and now enters our sucky customer.
When told that his total was $X.XX he demanded to know why I wasn't charged but he was. Worker tried to explain but every time she tried he cut her off with another rant filled tirade of how unfair that his daughter was dying and that the cafe wouldn't feed him for free but that freeloading bum over there (aka "Me") got free rice krispy treats and Doctor Pepper.
For the record? His daughter was not dying. HIPAA prevents me from saying why she was there, but rest assured that when I saw them being wheeled in she was happy, chipper, very talkative, and very excited to be at the hospital. If death was next to her? It was because he was in the elevator first and going to see another client of his.
Finally it is partially explained that employees have a badge...and he cuts in again DEMANDING that he be issued one of the badges. At this point I roll my eyes and walk out and head back to my office. Retardo the Clown tried to follow me but I get to keep my office locked until 7am when the rest of the staff rolls in so I get to hear him yelling at the door impotently.
After a minute he gives up and he's back to screaming at the Cafeteria worker. My office is just across the hall so I can hear a (thankfully) muffled version of it all. Suddenly I hear "Code Green, Cafeteria" repeated three times. Code green being the intercom code for Security to come to a location and deal with a disruptive patient or visitor.
Then things go blisfully silent and I got to sit back and down a Dr. Pepper while scarfing down a Rice Krispy treat with the smug satisfaction that in all likelyhood he was escorted out while I got to stay at my desk.
it's a good show...
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