I spent a lot of my career working in rural or industrial sites as a sole practitioner.
I have been watching the thread about the use of titles and thought I would share one of my favorite stories.
I was working as the OH&S Nurse for a big paper company in a rural centre with minimal support systems.Because of the factory processes the workforce participated in a regular screening program for heavy metals. Until I came on board the practise was random urine tests but on the advice of a toxicologist I wanted to introduce pre daily exposure blood tests. Because of the local logistics it was resolved that I do the venopucture on site and then take the samples to town ....(60mins away) each morning for a couple of weeks, it took that long to accomodate the shift roster.
It all had to be approved by the local union reps so off I went to a shop floor meeting to put the case for inhouse speciman collecting rather than everyone having to go to town.
Once we ironed out the confidentiality issues and the access of results by individuals own medical practitioners there was only one problem....One big burly union rep was very nervous, he wanted to be sure his blood was taken by a "proper person". I need to add I was called by my Christian name by the workforce and generally wore grey culottes and a colored blouse with flat courts to work....never let anyone tell you appearances dont count.
My anxious friend was to be my first client the next morning so overnight I came up with a solution to the "proper person" stuff.
When he arrived in my office he was greeted by a white uniform. veil, and the full issue of ironmongery to denote my qualifications.
My beloved red woolen cape hung on the back of my chair.
He walked in, looked about, sat down meekly, rolled up his sleeve and said.. "is that far enough Sister or should I take my jumper off"
It really made me think about how we present ourselves and I wonder if life was perhaps easier when we all dressed in a way which fitted the public's expectation.
I might add I only had a veil because it was with the memorabilia from my graduation, I only ever worked for one employer who insisted on them and that was a meat works! How I was supposed to add "tone" to an abattoir I still haven't worked out but the white starched veil was apparently the key.