Sí, es verdad. El puto dentista no tiene alma.
Okay - so my teeth will be beautiful and invincible once I'm done with all this damn dental work, but the price I'm paying is nothing short of an un-sanded broomstick to the unlubricated anus.
Something about the combination of newly re-discovered back pain, TMJ, disgustingly annoying love-birds in the procedure room, and the feeling of a cardboard barrier being ripped from my dry cheek tissue because it was causing pinching in the lips made my little oriental eyes start leaking salty bitter tears.
Needless to say, when I'm done getting this work done, I'm switching dentists.
Then when my tired ass was done ('cause my appointment was switched to 7am from 8am - a change which I conceded to because I thought I had to) I went to the front desk to make my next appointment (for my last 3 fillings). Lo and behold, insurance did not pay the 90% the dentist's office had originally estimated (read: guessed), but only paid 50%! Oh good! so the $680 dollar balance on the screen for the LAST procedure (not counting this procedure I just had done nor the one after this) turned the waterworks on for me again. Sure - I had the money, but guess what?! I have no savings now! She kept saying "you can pay it off in a few months" and I wanted to scream at her, "DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT TOOK ME TO SAVE UP THE $1700 I'M SURRENDERING TO YOU BY THE END OF THIS?!" (I haven't even saved up $1700. Just $1200, and it's all gone!)
Next time they're giving me valium, and that'll be my last visit. Maybe I'll send them a list of reasons that I am leaving that dentist when I finally do. Among them will be "making comments about your desire to see two women doing it, no matter if it's to express actual desire or to cover up your Brokeback lifestyle, is not appropriate in the workplace or in a dental facility where you have patients."
On the plus side, I am likely to get a promotion and pay upgrade starting May 1.
Bleh.
p.s. The denstist felt it was necessary to ask me if I hated him while I was up at the front desk. I unconvincingly said "no" but was thinking, "maybe you should have acknowleged I needed a break when I started crying and you should stop thinking that it's ALL ABOUT YOU."
Something about the combination of newly re-discovered back pain, TMJ, disgustingly annoying love-birds in the procedure room, and the feeling of a cardboard barrier being ripped from my dry cheek tissue because it was causing pinching in the lips made my little oriental eyes start leaking salty bitter tears.
Needless to say, when I'm done getting this work done, I'm switching dentists.
Then when my tired ass was done ('cause my appointment was switched to 7am from 8am - a change which I conceded to because I thought I had to) I went to the front desk to make my next appointment (for my last 3 fillings). Lo and behold, insurance did not pay the 90% the dentist's office had originally estimated (read: guessed), but only paid 50%! Oh good! so the $680 dollar balance on the screen for the LAST procedure (not counting this procedure I just had done nor the one after this) turned the waterworks on for me again. Sure - I had the money, but guess what?! I have no savings now! She kept saying "you can pay it off in a few months" and I wanted to scream at her, "DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT TOOK ME TO SAVE UP THE $1700 I'M SURRENDERING TO YOU BY THE END OF THIS?!" (I haven't even saved up $1700. Just $1200, and it's all gone!)
Next time they're giving me valium, and that'll be my last visit. Maybe I'll send them a list of reasons that I am leaving that dentist when I finally do. Among them will be "making comments about your desire to see two women doing it, no matter if it's to express actual desire or to cover up your Brokeback lifestyle, is not appropriate in the workplace or in a dental facility where you have patients."
On the plus side, I am likely to get a promotion and pay upgrade starting May 1.
Bleh.
p.s. The denstist felt it was necessary to ask me if I hated him while I was up at the front desk. I unconvincingly said "no" but was thinking, "maybe you should have acknowleged I needed a break when I started crying and you should stop thinking that it's ALL ABOUT YOU."
6 Comments:
Ading, you cancel that third appointment and have the work finished somewhere else.
I am angry!
ps. "el puto dentista"
Thanks for the correction, Kuyang! You just let me angry for the both of us.
Your should have said you hate that dentist! There is nothing wrong with being honest, Say what and how you feel and get over it. Maybe you don't even have a TMJ, they're making it up. I say get another dentist for a second opinion. I'm angry too!
ughh!! poor child! ::hugs:: congrats on the likely promotion tho!
I'd huff off to someone else, too.
lol, I can't get your "unsanded broomstick..." simile out of my head. Oh, the imagery!!!!!!
And congrats on the possible pay raise. =)
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