Ugh so angry. Two weeks ago we called to reorder my ostomy pouches and barriers. They usually come pretty fast, but here I am, two weeks later, on my last pouch, needing to change it in two days and all I have is the backup pouch I keep in my purse in case I have a malfunction in public. That's better than nothing, yeah, but still, where are my new pouches?? Called them to ask what's up and the lady acts all innocent and says they have no record of any order
and that the last time we talked to them was in JULY.
Here we are waiting and waiting and they haven't even ordered anything!
She wanted the name of the lady we last talked to, I'm assuming so she could pass the blame on to her. My mother had forgotten to write down the name (I'm not blaming her, it wouldn't have mattered anyway--for whatever reason the order didn't go through). Anyway I'm hoping the stupid pouches have been ordered and are actually on their (speedy) way now, but still. This is cutting it so close and it makes me so mad. This is why we need to order sooner, seems ineptitude always happens when we wait till the last minute. (And we didn't even wait till the last minute!)
ETA, they called back, needed to refill the prescription. Would be nice if they'd check on these things like pharmacies do for medication, "Hey, it says you're due for a refill, do you need that?" But NOOOOOOOOO.
If I don't reply to you, it's NOTHING PERSONAL. It's my ANXIETY.
(Devetko's boyfriend Stan Brooks & Det. Reichert are horsing around.)
Det. Kristeva: "If it were legal you'd marry me, right?"
Det. Devetko: "Definitely."
(It's legal now!! But Kristeva's already married. ;_; )
"No canoes...no maple sugar...this place is horribly uncivilized."--Manabozho, Escape From Manitou Island