My last two jobs have demanded a physical.
The earlier job demanded a pre-employment physical.
This included a blood test, X-ray of the chest, a look at the throat, under the lower eyelid and a stethoscope exam of the front and back of the torso.
Then a technician, a rather slow chap, asked me for my stool sample.
I expressed surprise and told him, rather aggressively, that I had already been for my morning dump so if he'd wanted that he should have informed me earlier.
Or he could come to my home the next morning and jolly well harvest my shit himself!!
He looked all confused for a moment, then nodded his head and went ahead and just took a blood and urine sample.
The doctor himself did not spend more than a few minutes with me before handing me to the technician for the samples.
My last job did not require a pre-emp, or an annual physical.
They had gone in for a Life and Medical insurance program for which we were all sent off for a physical because the insurance company insisted on it.
This time, besides the vitals and the blood and urine samples (they did not ask for a stool sample) they also did an ECG and then made me run on a treadmill with all the probes hanging from my chest.
The doctor looked at my form and asked me if I had hernia or hydrocele. I said no, but he was welcome to check.
He looked at my face to see if I was serious. Then decided against checking for himself.
Pity!
However, I have heard that jobs in hotels and airlines require annual physicals - but it's hearsay.
But I do know for a fact that oil companies do. Here's how:
In the late 1970's, a friend of mine's cousin, a bright young woman - much older than me (I was a teenager in high school then and found her very pretty) - had landed a job with a major oil company. She was being sent off to their refinery located in a remote part of the country as her first posting.
She'd had done her pre-employment physical in her home town itself but had to visit the HQ (in the city where my friend and I live) for her induction program and to present her original documents (like certificates, etc) for their verification and record.
She was called by the HR lady and when she met her was told that there was another piece of her medical remaining - only because she was going to a place that entitled her to a 'hardship allowance' because of its remote location and the odd hours.
She was assured that it would not take much time and the clinic was just a short walk away.
She just nodded her head and took the address of the clinic and went there immediately after her meeting with the HR lady, her last for the day.
At the clinic, to her surprise, horror and grief, she was given an injection for cholera, typhoid and paratyphoid (this was a single injection) in one arm and a tetanus injection in the other.
Finally they gave her a smallpox vaccination on her forearm. Those were the days when they still gave cholera and smallpox inoculations - even for foreign travel.
She came home and tearfully showed us her arms where she had received the injections. She complained bitterly about how painful the injections were and how she hated needles. She cursed the HR lady for not telling her about the injections - and herself for not asking for details before going to the clinic.
The next day she had a fever and both her arms were stiff. The cholera injection site was swollen as well. My friend and I pampered her with hot cups of tea and her favourite snacks and a hot water bottle for her arms. She enjoyed all the fuss!
Two days later, she left to take over her new job.
I never saw her again, but I still remember this incident.