The dentist saga continues.
I posted recently about my unsatisfactory dentist experience and the saga continues.
After a posting that post I waited a week or so and then finally remembered to put up my YELP review of the dentist. In it I stressed how mice and pleasant the staff was. It’s true, they were very nice. If they had been mean, rude, abrupt or treated me like a piece of meat on an assembly line I would have been annoyed certainly. But also, I just DO NOT need to be treated like an old friend either. I don’t need that fake small town familiarity, in fact, I find it offensive. Apparently, so I understand, some people like it. Because they are fucktards.
If I DID live in a small town and I went to the same dentist since I was wee or always went to the same grocery store with the same checker and our kids all went to school together or something I can see how that would be nice, and we would exchange pleasantries and talk about our lives and say Hi on the street and be on a first name basis. but that is not my life!! and i don’t want to pretend it is. So.. Dear grocery store clerks, STOP using my first name! and Dear Dentist, STOP sending me a THANK YOU CARD. wtf!
Oh anyway, so a few days ago I got a message on my answering machine from the dentist. She read the YELP review and called to apologize. and then, here’s the kicker, tells me that they actually charged me for a cleaning even though I did not receive that service. She wants to refund my money (DUH BEEYOTCH!) but asked in the message that I call her. Why did they charge me for something I didn’t get. I call bullshit!
WHY must I call her? She has my address. So why?
You might think that her calling to tell me they overcharged me would make me feel like all was right with the world and that people do the right thing. But you would be wrong. It makes me madder than a hornet that has just been fucked over by an immoral dentist in soccer moms clothing.
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November 14, 2008 at 5:28 pm
AAAAAAAAA! Hate dentist stuff! Hate! And totally agree about fake familiarity.
November 17, 2008 at 9:07 am
All my sympathy in the dentist experience. Love the boots. Love the spats (didn’t know they were called spats – love the name too). Loved flashreading the blog – will be back!
Today’s word must be love. Again.
November 18, 2008 at 10:37 pm
ack, I have just entered into a multi-month, if not year, dentist experience. I told my dentist that under no condition can he ever scold me or I will never come back. He turned out to be really nice, I come in, i get fucked up on nitros and dont talk for 3 hours while he takes out a little bit of my soul.
They only want you to call them so you will take down your yelp review. They should have treated you well the first time … fuck-faces.