I had a meeting first thing this morning - got to share the fabulous news that our program has
Immediately after that I was off to the orthodontist for an emergency visit. Not a real emergency; a brace emergency. Which essentially means that at my visit last Thursday, one of the wires was not cut short enough and was cutting my cheek. So it was a real emergency to me. Seriously, take a wire and poke around in your mouth and you'll understand - it was an emergency.
I waited for an hour. AN HOUR. They kept calling people back and I'm just sitting there...waiting. It took a total of 30 seconds for them to cut it and I was done. Seriously, you couldn't have slipped me in somewhere like 20 minutes ago? I did say something kinda borderline rude to the receptionist, after I looked up and caught him dancing (moves from A Chorus Line) behind the desk. And wala - they called me back a few minutes later. Of course, I have to be careful...they're still working on my teeth.
Really though, the business practices of that place are ridiculous. From the t-shirt lady to the scheduler - who when I called this morning asked, with an attitude, if I was wearing wax. As if that was a simple solution I was just too dumb to figure out. I could hear her thinking "OMG, do we really need to see you about that?"
Yes, lady, I'm wearing wax. If I don't my cheek will bleed. But my cheek shouldn't be bleeding, should it? Do cheeks do that? Just spontaneously bleed? Because I kinda thought it might have had something to do with this WIRE STICKING OUT.
And I'm not dealing with wax for the next 8 weeks. You can forget that. So until I'm done I'll be at the mercy of their rude staff and long waits. But you better believe that I'm telling everyone that will listen about my experience and directing them to keep shopping...
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