Also, everyone should listen to this for a joyous bit of English absurdity at its best (sj, I feel this will especially tickle you!): [link]
Natter 75: More Than a Million Natters Served
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
My family doctor's practice also has a huge gulf between healthcare professionals and front office staff, but at least the latter are merely disorganized and too often incompetent, not actually hostile to patients in pain. There is just no excuse for that, Steph. In addition to leaving the reviews I'd write a letter to the doctor(s) at the urgent care outlining how their staff fell short, and name names. If they can't treat ill and injured people with compassion, they need to GTFO and go to work for Comcast or the DMV.
Today is stupid, and I would like to cancel it. We can resume tomorrow morning.
I've adulted so hard this morning I don't have to adult for a week. My license was suspended in 2015 because the state is stupid and I ignored it and have driven all this time because reasons. So this morning I spent the time on the phone talking to a human at my insurance company where I have had coverage for more than 20 years and they faxed the state the proof needed to reinstate my license. Within 24-48 hours I should be a licensed driver again.
Burn the motherfuckers down, Tep. That is no way to treat a patient. Or, you know, a HUMAN FUCKING BEING.
Teppy, that is horrifying treatment. I'm glad you're going to do something about it.
TCG's stepmom very helpfully told me when I was upset yesterday after my doctors appointment that at least everything could be easily fixed with diet.
HA HA HA and then you set her on fire, right?
Amazingly she lives.
So, I went to get coffee - the communal carafe had something like a quarter of a cup left. Pour that into my cup, get new batch going. Pop over to a couple of coworkers desks to chat about a work issue while I wait for the coffee to drip. Get back to my desk and realie I do not have my coffee. Go back to the coffee maker and see that it is not on. Can't remember if I forgot to turn it on or if somebody came behind me and, seeing teh carafe was empty, turned it off. Both pretty plausible. Turned it on, wandered off again, wandered back, finally have coffee.
It should be much more delicious than in actually is after all that.