and i thought #1: if you destroyed the records a year ago, how the fuck DO you know when my kids' last appointment was?
[side note: my daughter was seen there a year ago in June - i have the cancelled check to prove it! i remember because she had been scratched by a stray cat and they never called (or had me call) animal control to quarantine the cat to make sure it didn't have rabies. nor did they even bring up the subject. later when she was scratched again i got pissed and called. i mean she could have died. it's rare to catch it from a scratch rather than a bite because it's in the saliva, but it's STILL possible. when i called they said they had no record of her being there. after i told them i had the fucking cancelled check in my hand, i got 3500 "sorry, ma'am"s and got off the phone. in other words: "we're lame and we'll never change. there's nothing we can say or do about it or even explain it. we suck." which is why i switched doctors in the first place.]
and #2: why the fuck didn't you fax me a fucking message you southern fuck?!!!
yes i highly advise ANYBODY in the woodruff, sc, area to stay away from Dr. Byrd's office. they are LAME, nasty and totally unprofessional. they gave TWO of my kids their shots TWICE because of losing the records. and you read the story above. totally fucking lame.
anyway called the school and the bitch wouldn't fax the shot records to me cuz she said she didn't know who i was. so i said call the doctor's, get the fax # and do it and she said no. so i called ian and woke him up and he got them at 4 and faxed them that night. but the doctor's office (out here) didn't get them i had to fax them 5 times! then i finally faxed them all and said that i was coming in at 1. they were ready! so i came home to fill out the front page about health history or some crap and found 2 packs of sheets to fill out on each kid. FUCK ME with no KY! i musta had to write my name and address and telephone number like a dozen times i almost wrote "are you too dumb to look at the other piece of paper stapled to this one?!!" but decided it might be a bad starting-off move, so i just wrote as fast as i could. AND they wanted to know language preference by EVERY FUCKING person listed, me my kid, the other kid, their siblings, the emergency contact, the fucking doctor, the father. FUCK are we on mars? i didn't put a thing, i figured if it weren't english, i'd put something, otherwise SHUP!!!!SHUP!!!!SHUP!!!! i went in and they copied my "lease" (downed that off the internet and signed it w/my mom DUH yeah right and sherry notorized it backwards) and b certifs and physical forms and gave the origs to me and they took the 2 white packets and were all friendly and shit. then i get back to work and the records nazi called aobut where are the school records from last year. they're in a fucking cram packed storage unit in south carolina, k bitch? na fuck off ! no, basically i told her i'd try to get them soon but my kids are going to school on tues, and she said ok.
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kids are in school and the woman from Uncle Buck is there, asking me for previous school records every fucking time i turn around. i've filled out 3 emergency forms for my kids and they still send them home and threaten jazz w/no recess until they get the fucking forms. how the fuck do they think i registered her in the first place DUH!
it's a good school though. i called her teacher yesterday and he was really nice and said great things about jazz. the principal already knew jakie by the 2nd day and was calling him by name after school and smiling at him. he lost a bottom tooth on wednesday and the tooth farie fucking didn't pay out...he cried the next day til we realized she probably went to south carolina by mistake. it's ok though cuz he got A GOLD COIN this morning and it's way rad. he took it to school for show & tell. i thought it would be ok to trust him. he's got velcro pockets!
juju is throwing up - bad fever last night. i've been sick all week but still working. now i have the day off, right after i became hourly so i'm not a-gettin' paid :(
which is actually ok with me because that guilt thing of i'm new and i called in doesn't exist now.
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JOB: oh jeez where to begin. first of all i know i haven't done much with this site, but you have to believe that I RULE when it comes to their shit. i am fucking elite the way i've been able to use demo versions of things just to get a fucking file open cuz all their installation disks have disappeared and shit. god i could do so much for them but the equip is old, low memory, no appz and won't spend a dime, lame site, lame jealous nosey people gossiping and tapping into my box all day (computer, that is) etc etc etc plus a boss who is absolutely one of the strangest managers i've ever met. nobody gets their own email, it all goes to him. so he reads their shit all day (and then fwds it to them i guess) while they stand in the hallways and talk shit about him behind his back for an hour and a half. DAMN i would never run a company that way. he's only operating at 50%. wordperfect 5.1~~~ i nearly came, it was such a flashback to good old times. 8.3 protocol for file names on the LAN (only 8 characters, plus the 3 character extension) -- LMFAO burst out a roid or 2!!!
anyways i'm totally confused what my job there is. i'm supposed to be crossing the i's and dotting the t's, but only the ones he says to and he can change his mind at any time? WTF? i was working my ass of on that other site, god it could be SO GOOD but no he has to keep the old crap cuz it cost money. correct me if i'm wrong but i don't remember that spending money on a project was one of the criteria of good design. you could flush money down your toilet but it doesn't make your house worth more...
k you get the msg.
welp peepes i'm off to never never laundry land WOOHOO if ya know me ya gotta love it
i'll have a new domain soon.
{smooches}
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