The morning after the night before
Evan Williams had a dental appointment this morning.
This morning I found myself in the waiting room at my dentist for an 8.30 appointment, having not slept after the count in Renfrewshire and the results rolling in overnight.
The mood among the staff was sombre but it was the conversation between two of my fellow waiting room inmates that really sums up for me where we are. Let’s call them retired lady (RL) and middle aged engineer and (ME).
There’s a small TV showing BBC news as Cameron comes out to resign, and RL starts to celebrate, offering the view that people power won out.
ME – Are you pleased about that?
RL – It’s great news, the people won!
ME – Not great news for me. I think I’m about to lose my job.
RL – It’ll all go back to normal soon.
ME – No I don’t think so. My pension just fell by 10%, I spend all my time working on projects in Europe and I can’t see my company surviving.
RL – We’ll all be better off without the immigrants.
ME – I don’t know how I’ll pay my mortgage, and the economy is in freefall.
RL – Well, everyone is entitled to an opinion.
ME – No, it’s a fact. Everybody who knows anything about it said this would happen.
RL – It’s just their opinion. Everything is going to be better now.
ME (remarkably calmly) – I make my living building things in Europe. I’m going to lose my job. I don’t see how I’ll get another one, pay my mortgage or support my family, thanks to that vote. That’s what it means to me to have the vote go against me. As far as I can tell the risk for you was that you might find yourself having your hedge cut by a person from Poland. So thanks for that.
Receptionist – The dentist will see you now.
That’s this mornings result, right there, in a 2 minute drama in the dentist’s waiting room.