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Doctor From Hell
I have a problem with blackheads and a few minor acne scars, so I called around to see what dermatologist can get me in soonest. Dr. Green (not his real name) could get me in a few days later, so I took it. It turns out, there's a reason he had so many openings....
I got there and all seemed well. The receptionist seemed a tad edgy and her friendliness seemed forced, but I didn't mind. I got the paperwork filled out, payed, and waited roughly 20 minutes until I was placed in a room. the nurse asked what I was in for, I told her, and she smiled and closed the door.
Expecting to wait a bit before the doctor arrived, I statred reading a book I brought. Suddenly, I hear this older man SCREAMING at a nurse!
He was calling her useless, saying she should be fired, she's such a screw up, why does she talk to patients so long, etc, etc, etc. She said she's sorry, she's only human.
"YOU CAN'T BE HUMAN IF YOU WANNA WORK HERE!!!"
I figured it was some crochity old man who decided to take his anger out on some poor nurse when the door burst open and the doctor walked in. Yep...the screaming man was the doctor...
He jumped right in to the questions without taking any time to introduce himself.
DR: What's the problem? (he talked super fast)
Me: Um...um...blackheads and acne scars on my
Before I could finish, he grabbed my head any started whipping it around so he could see my face. It friggen hurt!!!
DR: *twists my head to the left* Don't see any.
Me: They are mostly over AH!
DR: *twists to the right* Any on you're back?
Me: A few, but OW!
DR: *pushes head down and pulls back shirt* Chest?
Me: Well, right now I have so-AH!
DR: *pushes head up and pulls shirt down* Yep. What do you use?
Me: I use toner in the morning, a blackhead acne scrub, a
DR: I'm giving you procuct A, B, and C which do yadayadayadayada *walks out of room* NURSE!!! BRING ME THE PHONE!!!
Nurse: Yes.
Me:
I hear him on the phone taking a personal call about a new boat he bought. He screams for the nurse to give the shipper his address and contact informantion. I figured this is so he could finish with me. Nope...he went to the bathroom. So I sat in the room wondering where the hell my doctor went for 20 more minutes. He left without warning, without saying a word to me.
DR: Ok, so here's the script and perscription coupons that may or may not work *hands to me*
Me: *grabs* Thank yo-
DR: *grabs back and continues pacing the room* What insurance do you have?
Me: Hap HMO.
DR: WHAT! Get the hell out of here! You get nothing!
Me:
DR: Just kidding. It's ok insurance. *hands to me*
Me: *grabs and stuffs in purse before he can take them back again*
DR: *walks out and starts doing paperwork*
Me: *I guess he's done with me?*
I get up and go to leave when he stops me and yells instructions about when to start each of the meds.
Me: Ok, thanks.
DR: And if it doesn't work in a month, come back and I'll help you out.
Me: *yeah right...over my dead body*
I walked out wondering what just happened? Did I hallucinate that? O.O
I got there and all seemed well. The receptionist seemed a tad edgy and her friendliness seemed forced, but I didn't mind. I got the paperwork filled out, payed, and waited roughly 20 minutes until I was placed in a room. the nurse asked what I was in for, I told her, and she smiled and closed the door.
Expecting to wait a bit before the doctor arrived, I statred reading a book I brought. Suddenly, I hear this older man SCREAMING at a nurse!
He was calling her useless, saying she should be fired, she's such a screw up, why does she talk to patients so long, etc, etc, etc. She said she's sorry, she's only human. "YOU CAN'T BE HUMAN IF YOU WANNA WORK HERE!!!"
I figured it was some crochity old man who decided to take his anger out on some poor nurse when the door burst open and the doctor walked in. Yep...the screaming man was the doctor...
He jumped right in to the questions without taking any time to introduce himself.
DR: What's the problem? (he talked super fast)
Me: Um...um...blackheads and acne scars on my
Before I could finish, he grabbed my head any started whipping it around so he could see my face. It friggen hurt!!!
DR: *twists my head to the left* Don't see any.
Me: They are mostly over AH!
DR: *twists to the right* Any on you're back?
Me: A few, but OW!
DR: *pushes head down and pulls back shirt* Chest?
Me: Well, right now I have so-AH!
DR: *pushes head up and pulls shirt down* Yep. What do you use?
Me: I use toner in the morning, a blackhead acne scrub, a
DR: I'm giving you procuct A, B, and C which do yadayadayadayada *walks out of room* NURSE!!! BRING ME THE PHONE!!!
Nurse: Yes.
Me:
I hear him on the phone taking a personal call about a new boat he bought. He screams for the nurse to give the shipper his address and contact informantion. I figured this is so he could finish with me. Nope...he went to the bathroom. So I sat in the room wondering where the hell my doctor went for 20 more minutes. He left without warning, without saying a word to me.
DR: Ok, so here's the script and perscription coupons that may or may not work *hands to me*
Me: *grabs* Thank yo-
DR: *grabs back and continues pacing the room* What insurance do you have?
Me: Hap HMO.
DR: WHAT! Get the hell out of here! You get nothing!
Me:
DR: Just kidding. It's ok insurance. *hands to me*
Me: *grabs and stuffs in purse before he can take them back again*
DR: *walks out and starts doing paperwork*
Me: *I guess he's done with me?*
I get up and go to leave when he stops me and yells instructions about when to start each of the meds.
Me: Ok, thanks.
DR: And if it doesn't work in a month, come back and I'll help you out.
Me: *yeah right...over my dead body*
I walked out wondering what just happened? Did I hallucinate that? O.O
I'm getting forms in the mail to fill out a formal complaint
You might also send a letter directly to his office, especially if he's in a practice with more than one doctor. Tell them exactly why you're not coming back. 
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