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So I went in to get my shot today. The clinic opens at 8 am. I pulled up at about 5 minutes to, and approached the building at about 3 to.
Two old women were elaborating on how terrible this clinic treats their patients by not letting them in. Um, hello, it's not 8 yet you dumb old bats. Not only that, but it's beautiful outside! You could have sat in your car and waited, but you wanted to soak up the sushine, didn't you? But you still just had to have something to whine about.
Then Mrs Trailer Park and her clunking pile of junk come rip roaring into the parking lot and she parks in the middle of two parking spots. So not only is she a big winner already, she has an "I'm important because the world owes me!" attitude which can be concluded from her driving and parking habbits.
She looks at me in the old bitties right in the eyes........walks right past us, and pulls really hard on the doors. They are both locked.
"WHAT IN THE HELL!" her toothless mouth agape, she yelled. "It's FUCKING 7:59! Open the GOD DAMN DOORS ALREADY!", and *trust me, I used to HATE this when I worked at stores* begings pulling and pulling and tugging and tugging and reefing and reefing and then rattling and shaking the doors.
Someone finally comes and opens the door. I obviously let Trailer Park and the two old bitties to go in first. I wanted to live to see the rest of the day.
Oh, that's not all!
The clinic has a new policy (which I don't see why this wasn't the original policy!) that patients must first sign in at the receptionist area and THEN proceed to the lab. It used to be that people could just go straight to the lab, but that must have led to way too much confusion. Of course, there is a SIGN that says "All Lab patients must sign in before proceeding to the Lab!", but of course, who reads signs right?
I saw two old farts walk in, look at the sign, and huff and puff and walk to the Lab anyway.
Needless to say, about 5 minutes later, both old farts hobble back to the reception area and throw a tantrum about having to sign in first. The typical "We've been coming here for YEARS! We could go anywhere else! How can you do this to your loyal patients?! Blargle blargle blargle! Back in my day blargle blargle......!!!"
Oh. My. God............just.......what a shitty start to what I thought would be a good morning. Thank God I will be in bed soon before anyone else can rain on my parade.
*Gunshot*
Two old women were elaborating on how terrible this clinic treats their patients by not letting them in. Um, hello, it's not 8 yet you dumb old bats. Not only that, but it's beautiful outside! You could have sat in your car and waited, but you wanted to soak up the sushine, didn't you? But you still just had to have something to whine about.
Then Mrs Trailer Park and her clunking pile of junk come rip roaring into the parking lot and she parks in the middle of two parking spots. So not only is she a big winner already, she has an "I'm important because the world owes me!" attitude which can be concluded from her driving and parking habbits.
She looks at me in the old bitties right in the eyes........walks right past us, and pulls really hard on the doors. They are both locked.
"WHAT IN THE HELL!" her toothless mouth agape, she yelled. "It's FUCKING 7:59! Open the GOD DAMN DOORS ALREADY!", and *trust me, I used to HATE this when I worked at stores* begings pulling and pulling and tugging and tugging and reefing and reefing and then rattling and shaking the doors.
Someone finally comes and opens the door. I obviously let Trailer Park and the two old bitties to go in first. I wanted to live to see the rest of the day.
Oh, that's not all!
The clinic has a new policy (which I don't see why this wasn't the original policy!) that patients must first sign in at the receptionist area and THEN proceed to the lab. It used to be that people could just go straight to the lab, but that must have led to way too much confusion. Of course, there is a SIGN that says "All Lab patients must sign in before proceeding to the Lab!", but of course, who reads signs right?
I saw two old farts walk in, look at the sign, and huff and puff and walk to the Lab anyway.
Needless to say, about 5 minutes later, both old farts hobble back to the reception area and throw a tantrum about having to sign in first. The typical "We've been coming here for YEARS! We could go anywhere else! How can you do this to your loyal patients?! Blargle blargle blargle! Back in my day blargle blargle......!!!"
Oh. My. God............just.......what a shitty start to what I thought would be a good morning. Thank God I will be in bed soon before anyone else can rain on my parade.
*Gunshot*
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