I have to word this very carefully so as not to get the kind people in trouble.
At an unnamed hospital yesterday where I’m looking to purchase some unnamed maternity things, an unnamed senior staff attending to me apologizes for not having any of the things for sale because of stock issues.
She then whispers conspiratorially, “try ABC Hospital, I think they may have some of the things you want”.
All this time, the senior staffer’s supervisor/manager hovers around, managing and supervising, generally making sure that everything is in order, and that good service is being performed.
The unnamed senior staffer walks me to the exit, apologizing all the way for the lack of stock, saying that there are boxes of the stuff not for sale because they’re for ‘internal use’, opens the door to see me out, and surreptitiously passes me a box of the stuff not for sale and motions for me to make a run for it.
This parenting cult is cool.