Got my second dose today (Moderna). Based on the reports of more severe side effects with the second dose (I had a bad night the day after), I’m taking it easy for the rest of the week.
It took longer than the first dose, mainly because today was the only day in the past couple of months that turned cold (low sixties), windy, and rainy. I arrived a little earlier than the first time, but they shut down, just as I reached the line of cars scheduled to drive in next. It turns out that the tents they had set up (used for staging, you stay in your car for the shot) were blowing down, so they shut down until the wind died down (about an hour).
Once I got in, my group of cars were practically at the head of the line, so it went quickly. Everyone was wearing parkas and ponchos over parkas. I’m pretty sure anyone from the Midwest or Northeast would have laughed at the sight.
One interesting side event- the way entrance to the lot where the shots are administered works is that there is a perpendicular side street that is supposed to be the only entrance. It’s at one end of the lot and there is an intersection (three way). You enter the perpendicular side street several blocks away and crawl forward in a long line until you reach the intersection. When a group of cars is let out, there is a group along the curb of the street parallel to the lot that are let in. Then an attendant motions a number of cars across the intersection and along the curb to be checked in and be ready to be let in.
Well, I was the last car in the group motioned across, and then they went into the shutdown. So, I’m sitting there and suddenly a car pulls up behind me. It doesn’t look like the car that was behind me at the intersection. Then another car pulls up behind that car and I see that it has travelled down the parallel street and slid in behind me. Then two more cars slide in, then a fifth car. All this time, the car across the intersection has been waiting there. He beeped his horn futilely when the cars slid in behind me, for all the good that did.
So, when they started back up and the attendants came done the row to let us know what was going to happen (not yet checking us in, just getting ready), I waved one over and pointed out each car that had, in my words, “jumped the line” and pointed to the car waiting on the other side of the intersection and told them that was the car that was behind me in line. The attendant made them all drive to the back of the line, several blocks away (except the first car that was behind me, they pulled out and sped down the parallel street to leave, but not without a nice young lady flipping me off as they passed me).
What’s the verdict on my actions? Sure, I was a snitch, but I think if I had been the guy waiting at the intersection, I would have wanted the lucky car that made it across to let the attendants know about the line jumpers.