I have zero issues with admitting I’m vaccinated. I’ve even had a booster and I’ll have every other booster they suggest I get.
I’ve been getting my flu vac every year since it became available. I had all the jabs as a kid, in hindsight non-consensually, but you know what. I didn’t get mumps, measles or rubella.
I’m in Victoria at the moment for a few days delivering training. I’ve been staying in a bush hut without power or an inside bathroom. So as you can imagine an eggs benedict was high on my list of reminders of civility.
I drove North via Pyalong, then across to Puckapunyal. So supremely pretty country but not much in the way of cafe culture.
I thought I’ll have a stop in the heart of Australian military training and spend some cash there. You can imagine my surprise, Puckapunyal is not a town like Aldershot, but literally a barracks with a guard box and gates. As I did a uey I half expected to be chased but military police asking why I was acting suspiciously.
I decided to see more of the area in Seymour. With the Tourist Info office closed and the box of “Help Yourself” town guides filled with rain. I found a cafe offering ‘All Day Breakfast’ but all the outside seating was wet and continuing to be rained on. So I went I search of somewhere with dry outside seating.
The 96 seemed to tick all the boxes until I had the audacity to ask if it was ok to sit outside.
“If you show me your vaccination certificate!”
It wasn’t a request, the tone implied DEMAND.
I responding by saying, ‘I’m sorry, it’s my understanding that check-in is required, but masks and proof of vaccination is no longer required. So I’m not currently carrying it with me.’
What came next reduced my ability to communicate in a calm manner evaporated.
“Well! If you want to get a fine and get me fired!”
I opted to take my money and now festering mood away from Seymour. I grabbed a large latte and hit the road.
As I drove away I felt myself understanding the anti-vac and Convoy to Canberra crew just a little better. At no other time in my life have I had to show my vaccination status. Even when I went to Africa I didn’t have prove I had all the jabs. I even drank cholera for that one. But no one stood at the door demanding to see my vaccination status.
I was looking to sit in an outside space and eat food, and yet my compliance was aggressively demanded.
Aggressively demand anything from me and I will kick back. Most folks will.
Where I struggle to understand the above co-hort is when they’re people of science. That really boggles my mind.
Anyway. Back on the road. I stopped at Euroa. I filled up the car and my belly with much needed fuel. As I ordered at The Nest*, I could see no signage regarding Covid-19 rules at all, but I flashed my vac certificate at the staff and asked ‘do you need to see this?’
“If you’re going to sit down. Thank you.”
No submission demanded.
I yielded in advance of any invitation.
In closing. I’m so glad I live in the ACT. At no point during the last two years have I been required by law to show my private medical/health information to complete strangers.
No wonder so many are pissed off.
*No EB but their bacon, double egg, and tomato relish on Turkish was great.