This is just wrong

As I see it.

I was at the "clinic" today getting my bloodwork drawn like I always do for my thyroid in case I need a medication change, and THIS time the biotch APRN-C (wtf is that anyway? I think I got those initials right) ANSWER HER DAMN PHONE WHILE TALKING TO ME in the "Room"!!!

Answering her personal cell phone. She put the wrong damn name on my lab paperwork twice.

Um, hello??

So I gave her my *evil eye*. She got off the phone and said she had a 17 year old son. So what??? I didn't hear any life-threatening emergency.

When did it become ok to answer a personal cell phone at work? Um, a loooooong time ago your "people" had to call you at your work number. And half the time you weren't allowed to make or take personal calls. Least whereever I worked that was so frowned upon.

If I didn't hate writing letters so much I would write one to the clinic or Better Business Bureau or the medical director or SOMEone. That's just horrible. Unfortunately it is free so I still need the services. At least until I decide to use my health insurance. But I have a deductible and I don't know if it is wise to pay for my office visits. Decisions decisions.

Something else happened.

Oh, the girl that loves to talk about me at work (one day I'm just going to come out with it and tell her I know. I mean really, she talks about every one. And then she talks to me. You know, I don't really care to talk to her. But, apparently she insists, even though she can't stand me. Ah, the joys of children) tells me she files EXEMPT on her taxes. Um, now I'm not a tax pro, but I thought you couldn't file EXEMPT unless you were filed on someone else's taxes. Who exactly can file exempt? I thought you had to be considered a dependent to file EXEMPT? Well she's been independent and living on her own and filing her own taxes (well through H&R Block). The 'tax guy' at H&R Block told her to file exempt. Hmmmm.

O I tried to find that shit on the IRS website. Yea, THAT's like finding a pimple on an elephant's ass.

I delayed my road trip to Friday. I know I know, I'll be missed *cough*. It is so hot out there that the wax in my ears is melting. So I will pack what I need tomorrow (I was supposed to do it all today, but the trip to the damn doctor was exhausting and all the tests....) and head out Friday before the sun comes up. Maybe he can get my truck looked at or have someone convert.my.air.conditioner. I know it won't stay this hot for long. But still. It's most uncomfortable. All of you out there in your nicely cooling vehicles think of me when you are driving. Because I'm down here with hot air blowing my hair around while driving with my radio blasting. I just wish I could take a chainsaw and cut the top of my cab off.