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So lately, over the course of several weeks, I've been in the grips of doctor drama, work drama, family drama, basically any kind of drama you can think of. Because I'm a magnet for that sort of thing.
The doctor drama... I finally got fed up with my doctor. Not only did I become fed up with him, my pharmacist was fed up with him. So I dropped him and took up my family's-- Yes, my whole family goes to the same doctor. It saves on explaining family medical history.-- doctor because I saw he was finally available to my insurance. This is when things went bad and weird.
So the new doctor... Everyone loves him. He's smart, he's nice, he's funny. I'm psyched. I call on a Friday to schedule an appointment with him, just a check up and to pick up some prescriptions, and wind up dealing with the receptionist from hell. All while I have a migraine. The woman told me, in no uncertain terms, that I would not ever become the doctor's patient. The insurance must've screwed up, he wasn't accepting. Then she hung up on me. Oh, yes, she did. I nearly drove over there to rip her hair out.
But I'm a mature and reasonable adult, so I did what any mature, reasonable adult would do: I tattled on the doctor's receptionist to the insurance company. The insurance called and got the same treatment. I was livid. So I tattled to my daddy..
My father dragged me there early on Monday and me with the worst migraine ever and no medication for it. I spent the whole time with big sunglasses and trying to hold my head together, hoping and praying I wouldn't throw up. Wouldn't you know? They pulled a complete 180 on me that day. They were all sweetness and light and put me in the system and set me up with an appointment. I wound up calling another doctor for migraine medication. I survived. Barely.
Today, I finally had my appointment with the doctor. I was wary. These receptionists were bipolar. I didn't know what I was in for. Mom warned me ahead of time that they snap your picture for their files, so wear make up. I did. I was armed and ready for battle. And they were nice. Again. They took my picture in bad lighting so I'm sure I looked heinous, but I can't even be mad about that. I'm just confused. And I have medication that might give me diarrhea and unusual dreams.
Work drama... I'm keeping my fingers crossed for a department transfer. Same manager, but better commission. Also, some idiot from on high decided that we needed to move around all of our diamonds. So here's to hoping we don't royally screw that up. And even the new girl's trying to set me up on a date. What's up with that lately? God!
The family drama... Well, I told you about my father's penchant for making my blood pressure spike. Then a cousin had a baby and it's like moving hell getting my family's schedules aligned enough that we can all agree on a night to visit the little munchkin. Then, on top of that, aligning them once again to go on an apple picking trip over the weekend. If it goes badly, I'll be "stuck" in work next time 'round. And I just realized that our Thanksgiving is only a month away. Halloween is less than a month away. I'm so not prepared. If I think about Christmas, I'll hyperventilate.
Wow! I know what you mean when you speak of the holiday season beginning. Just as a customer the crowds and the mess scares me, I cant even imagine what that must be like for you!
Yeah and all receptionists go to "Hell-like Behavior" training I think. almost all atleast. Tell me one person who hasn't had a bad receptionist encounter?
Dee- Holiday time is nightmare time in retail.
Erratic Prophet — 08 Oct 2006, 20:47
Are you sure your not living here? Your experience sounds very similar to one i had years ago. The cow of a receptionist pulled the same stunt, i rang the doctor at home! Told him what the cow of a receptionist tried to do, and he told me anytime i need to see him, if they say no, tell them that he said, there is no such thing as no!!
They give me filthy looks when i go there, but at least i have an appointment :o)
Michelle- They're sweet as can be now. Perfect angels. Go figure!
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