I criticize every single person when they do it wrong.
When I write “wrong”, I mean violate my privacy.
Maybe I should worry about your privacy too; however, I wish you would worry about your privacy. When I am standing behind you in line at the doctor and hear your address, telephone number, birthday, your mother’s maiden name, your temperature, etc. being shouted by you or the office staff, do you realize I could be recording you! Who knows what or where that information could end up? Of course, I’m not recording you. But, there are bad people everywhere.
I have complained many times and to several different people (managers, administrators, etc.) at the hospitals and doctor offices. Nothing has changed. What has changed is me. I know enough to not shout my home address and birthdate for all in the waiting room to hear. I now write down my address or birthday and give it to them through the window. That works for me. That is how I handle my privacy now, because no one else gives a rip. Trust me.
I now criticize a little less than before. And I mean a very little.