Why is it that people think it is okay to just walk into a doctor's office to get seen without calling for an appointment, especially on a Monday? It's disrespectful. It doesn't take much to pick up a phone and call our office for an appointment, as long as it's before noon and you call and really need to come in because you are sick, we will work you in some where, if not you will get an appointment the next day. If you call after noon and decide you are finally sick enough to come in, you deserve to wait until the next morning. If you are so sick you need to walk in some where, go to the minor med or the emergancy room. It's rude to the staff and other patients when you walk in. It throws everyone else off. Someone's appointment slot is bound to get pushed back and you won't have to hear it, but I do. I don't like being bitched at, do you? Also, don't ask me what's taking so long if you do decide to walk in. You do not have an appointment, we are working you in. If you keep asking me, I will move your chart back a few slots just to piss you off some more. So save us both the headache, and call us first. Thank you.
Between my two physicans, I checked in 83 patients, including the annoying walk ins.
Why is it that a certain co-worker decides she doesn't want to work Mondays and has called in 5 of the last 9? You know what, get your stupid ass to work, it puts a strain on every one else trying to fill your spot. Stupid Idiot!
Also, the co-worker who sits behind me, could you please sit at your fucking desk between 3pm and close so I can fucking balance and leave on time for a change? I have to get there at 7 am I do not like being there at 4:30 or later because you won't sit at your desk to do your job and I have to keep getting up and down from balancing. Ugh. Fucking Idiot.
Yes, I am fustrated. Some of it has to do with the rash of pregnancy announcements (no- this does not include infertiles across the blogsphere). Some of it has to do with stressing over money. Some of it has to do with M pissing me off. Some of it has to do with not being allowed to see A but once a week. Some of it has to do with my family and their damn drama.
Alright, I am going to bed. It has been a very, very long day. It better be a very long, peaceful night or I would really hate to be one of my first 10 patients tomorrow morning. I might just be a bit bitchy. My legs still hurt. Hmpf. Goodnight.