26th February 2024
There was a lot on our agenda today, I had a dental appointment, so Kelli dropped me off on her way to Plato’s to sell more clothes.
I was a little early, so I sat in the waiting room.
There was an elderly couple already waiting.
The lady looked like an indigenous race whilst the man was weighed down by the large black cowboy hat, it must have been heavy because he needed a stick to help him walk.
They were muttering as I was watching a commercial about medical insurance. This was on a continuous loop, and it was driving me crazy.
The lady was the reason the couple were there, the man kept telling her not to try to pull her tooth out. She then shouted back that she wasn’t. This exchange got louder as he kept repeating himself. It got a little embarrassing.
I was trapped between an arguing couple and a repeating commercial.
Then the subject changed, the old guy then thought they had been forgotten, believe you me, they were not forgotten, maybe ignored, but not forgotten.
Eventually a nurse called them in, poor girl, she had no idea what was she was let in for.
I continued to wait, it must have been the tenth run through, I knew it off by heart.
Then it was my turn, I was led into a treatment room and laid down on the couch. It was reclined until my eyeball filled with blood. Fortunately it was just a cleaning, but it still hurt.
Once that was over I just had to pay the bill.
I was given the total at the start of over four hundred dollars. I asked what that included, apparently it included fluoride, which I didn’t want. I discussed it with the hygienist who agreed to reduce the double flushing solution to a single one, so that brought the total down to a hundred and sixty nine dollars, a bit more acceptable, but how much is that flushing solution?
All the while Kelli was out doing stuff, and not ready to collect me, so I decided to walk to Starbucks and wait until she was ready.
Well, she was obviously doing something interesting because I was waiting there for a long time, my blueberry scone and coffee had long gone, and I was scouring my phone for anything readable. I was there so long I should paid rent.
Then she arrived fresh from Goodwill, we then had to go back to Plato’s to collect her money.
In the back of the truck was the long dresser that we were due to deliver to Zeeland.
We arrived at the address, a flat above a bakery, but there was no sign of the buyer.
Apparently he worked at Herman Miller, and after Kelli messaged him, it appeared he was tied up in meetings all day, no surprise there.
Why he didn’t tell us before we drove all the way to God’s town? Not very happy with him.
However the day wasn’t wasted, we did collect a dresser, a little worse for wear, but it was free.
Another Lifetime to go 