Good news:
1.) The estimate for my roof is about half what I was afraid it was going to be. (Oh, yeah, if you're not on the shortlist for my whining--it's the roofer that I was calling and begging to take my money.) In fact, I think my roof is going to cost me about what Mr Indemnity's dentist wants to charge him to fix *one* tooth, and is his tooth gonna keep the rain off his head? I think not!)
2.) Sit down before you read this. Okay? You comfortable? Secure? Good. I am going to praise the MBTA. I know!
They switched the schedule of the prison bus, as well as the other bus that runs past my place of employment, and the new schedule went into effect this week. And the new schedule reflects the time it actually takes to get from point A to point B, instead of some theoretical time that could only be achieved with an actual flying bus, or one that did not ever stop to pick up passengers or, indeed, obey traffic lights. Since this change went into effect, the bus has been within 5 minutes of being on time every single time I've taken it this week. It's like a miracle. I can't even tell you.
The bad news:
1.) In my ongoing war with my uterus, my PCP's office is referring me to a gynecologist to do a certain test on me, sooner rather than later, and assuming the test is negative, as they expect it will be, to discuss a cease fire. Well, I went to the PCP on Wednesday, earlier afternoon. It is now Friday, late afternoon. Have they or the gynecologist's office called me with this mythical appointment yet? No. How long does it take for one receptionist to pick up a phone, call another receptionist, write down a date, and call back a patient? Oh, wait. I work in a medical office. I know the answer to this one.
2.) My stove keeps blowing the circuit breaker if I use too many burners at once or, just today for the first time, if I try to preheat the oven above 400 degrees apparently. Sigh. I am sure the electrician will be happy to relieve me of some of the money the roofer is letting me keep.
xoxo
8 comments:
Bad News 1): is your PCP's receptionist a MILF, faux or otherwise?
Cause if the answer is "Yes", maybe I should go over to your PCP's office and "encourage" her to place that call.
Or maybe I need to come by your office and check out your faux MILF receptionist's ass. That probably won't get you a GYN appointment any quicker, but I'll likely enjoy it anyway. :-PPP
There's too many damn people working in that office, is the problem. (None of whom is particulary sexah as far as I'm concerned, but what do I know?)
And I can't believe you didn't take the bait about being hosed by your dentist :-)
I wish it was my dentist, maybe he'd cut me a break and/or my dental plan would actually pay for it.
However, as I recently found online my dental plan does specify they don't pay nothing for "periodontal surgery". I'm not really sure how my plan is "Premier" if it doesn't pay for the actual expensive stuff I need an insurance plan to insure me for. If I had a better dental option I would have taken it.
If he was actually fixing the tooth I'd be a lot better off. It's replacing the whole thing that's draining my wallet.
That bites. Although I'll bite somewhat better once all the dental work is finally taken care of.
Just as I'm convinced you are buying your therapist a sailboat, I think you're buying this periodontist (or whatever the f he is) a trip to Argentina to bang his mistress. Or the like. :-) Roof guys don't think that big!
You've already heard this story from me, I'm sure, but this is like when D was in high school and even though I was paying for both health insurance and dental insurance, neither one of them covered the TMJ specialist. WTF? How can you decide that's the one joint in the fucking body you won't pay to have someone look at? The poor kid's mouth kept getting locked open. As you can see, I'm still incensed about this like 7 years later :-)
Nah...you had to have the dental plan I had a couple of employers ago. Apart from cleanings and the Tooth Fairy, it didn't actually cover anything, except maybe the kickbacks to the place I was working.
Why can't health plans cover roofs? After all, it's unhealthy to have a leaky roof.
You might say you're having a roof canal... (ducks)
That's possibly the worst pun of all time :-)
Does the whole neighborhood go out when you set the rig to "clean" ?
I miss my gas stove...
This is totally my excuse for why my oven is so disgustingly dirty!
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