I had an appointment with my Dermatologist Wednesday night after work. My appointment was for 4:30 so I showed up in their parking lot at 3:40 and talked with Mom on the phone for a half hour to see if their power was back on and to get caught up on the news. So around 4:15 I though I should go in and begin the wait in their waiting room. They are never prompt and you have to sit in their waiting room for at least 15 to 20 minutes before they put you in a little room and wait some more for the doctor.
Finally at 4:55 I was taken to a little room to await the doctor. The A/C was not working right and I was hot in the room! I mean hot! Well, I waited and waited and waited and waited. I thought everyone had left at one point and forgot I was in a room but then at 6:15 (yes that is six fifteen!) the doctor came in to do the follow up on two ingrown hairs that she gave me some ointment for (which did nothing). She spent about 2 and a half minutes with me telling me I was stuck with the little bumps unless I want to get them cut out which would leave a two inch scar (let’s see a bump the size of an eraser or a two inch scar…. hmmmm). That was it. I waited for an hour and forty-five minutes to see the doctor for 2 minutes. I think she felt bad. She apologized numerous times for making me wait.
I left the dermatologist just furious and agitated. There had gone three hours of my already short evening. By the time I got home it was 7:00 (I go to bed at 8:30). I got a call from Shannon at 8:00 (got off from work) and went to get him then went directly to bed.
To make things worse, a storm was moving through at the time I went to get Shannon from his work and bring him home. The winds were so strong it made it hard to see out the windows of the car – they were a sheet of water! Plus it had nocked the power off at some of the major intersections and suddenly everyone was stupid and either sat at the intersection not knowing what to do or ran through blindly!
I’m taking some Personal Time today at work (probably two hours) so I can go home and just do nothing! I think I need a vacation (which I can’t afford). Everything seems to irritate me lately. I’ve eaten really badly this week and that is making me mad too. I need to get back on track.