So today I had to have lab work done because of some medication I am on. I called last week to make an appointment and was told I did not need one, just the work order sent in from whoever needed the work done. So I had the dermatologist call in my lab work order Tuesday. Today, Friday was when I had to have the blood work done. The lady on the phone was a bit rude with me last week, but I blew that off as no big deal.
So today I get to the Dr. and I go to the front desk "Sign in" she says. I try to say I am there for labs, and "SIGN IN" She interrupts. So I sign in and continue to stand there so I can tell her the reason I am there... She is on the phone so I wait. "Just go have a seat, I will call you up." I again, tried to let her know I was there for labs when she shut the little door/window thing and went back to talk to a co-worker. Um. Okay.
So I sit down. Ten minuets pass and I can hear her talking to the lab lady, I hear her mention my name and say labs and how they can't find orders for them. So she opens her window and calls me up. "I dont have any paperwork for you, what do you need done." I tell her I need labs, for my dermatologist, they should have called the order in Tuesday. "OH well we were looking for orders from your Dr. Dr. Yawn.... Next time, LET me KNOW that you are here for another office so that she does not waste her time looking for something that is not there!" She says to me. Um. I did try to tell you, MORE THAN ONCE and you told me to sit down. After I said that, she shut her little window and went back to being a bitch behind glass I guess.
So then I get my lab work done, by someone who is experienced this time... Thankfully. When I am done I have to "check out" with miss Bitch lady. So I hand her the papers to check out, she looks them over and says "Ok, well if its not covered we'll bill you." Alrighty, thanks! No response. I say YOUR WELCOME as I walk away from her... What I really want to do is punch her in her fucking face.
I plan, like the dollar general toilet paper, to email someone about this. Not sure who but I will be emailing or sending a letter to someone. There are a LOT of people who need a job in this economy, and I am thinking someone more friendly would be more than willing to take her spot.
Work is going well. I guess. Two new girls are training and doing alright I suppose. One drives me batty and one I like quite a bit. But the one that drives me batty knows what she is doing a lot more than the one I like better. So its a 50/50 split really. If I could somehow morph them into one person they would be great!
Oh and I got suckered into working Sunday. Opening. I have one two days to sleep in, and I just gave one away. Booo hisss. When will I learn to say NO? Oh well, I could use the hours and the extra money and the brownie points I may or may not get for doing it I suppose.
Oh and I am going OUT saturday night. A girls night out. When was my last one? Uh... Over a year ago. I am so ready to get out and just not be mom for a few hours.... I am leaving my phone at home (I say that but we all know I will take it with, and check it often, but have it on mute lol)
So there is my Friday. Just home long enough to dump off kids, tell them what to make for dinner, and take these contacts out of my eyes. They are bugging the crap outta me! TGIF friends!
So today I get to the Dr. and I go to the front desk "Sign in" she says. I try to say I am there for labs, and "SIGN IN" She interrupts. So I sign in and continue to stand there so I can tell her the reason I am there... She is on the phone so I wait. "Just go have a seat, I will call you up." I again, tried to let her know I was there for labs when she shut the little door/window thing and went back to talk to a co-worker. Um. Okay.
So I sit down. Ten minuets pass and I can hear her talking to the lab lady, I hear her mention my name and say labs and how they can't find orders for them. So she opens her window and calls me up. "I dont have any paperwork for you, what do you need done." I tell her I need labs, for my dermatologist, they should have called the order in Tuesday. "OH well we were looking for orders from your Dr. Dr. Yawn.... Next time, LET me KNOW that you are here for another office so that she does not waste her time looking for something that is not there!" She says to me. Um. I did try to tell you, MORE THAN ONCE and you told me to sit down. After I said that, she shut her little window and went back to being a bitch behind glass I guess.
So then I get my lab work done, by someone who is experienced this time... Thankfully. When I am done I have to "check out" with miss Bitch lady. So I hand her the papers to check out, she looks them over and says "Ok, well if its not covered we'll bill you." Alrighty, thanks! No response. I say YOUR WELCOME as I walk away from her... What I really want to do is punch her in her fucking face.
I plan, like the dollar general toilet paper, to email someone about this. Not sure who but I will be emailing or sending a letter to someone. There are a LOT of people who need a job in this economy, and I am thinking someone more friendly would be more than willing to take her spot.
Work is going well. I guess. Two new girls are training and doing alright I suppose. One drives me batty and one I like quite a bit. But the one that drives me batty knows what she is doing a lot more than the one I like better. So its a 50/50 split really. If I could somehow morph them into one person they would be great!
Oh and I got suckered into working Sunday. Opening. I have one two days to sleep in, and I just gave one away. Booo hisss. When will I learn to say NO? Oh well, I could use the hours and the extra money and the brownie points I may or may not get for doing it I suppose.
Oh and I am going OUT saturday night. A girls night out. When was my last one? Uh... Over a year ago. I am so ready to get out and just not be mom for a few hours.... I am leaving my phone at home (I say that but we all know I will take it with, and check it often, but have it on mute lol)
So there is my Friday. Just home long enough to dump off kids, tell them what to make for dinner, and take these contacts out of my eyes. They are bugging the crap outta me! TGIF friends!
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