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Azure Jane Lunatic (Azz) 🌺 ([personal profile] azurelunatic) wrote2024-02-02 02:50 pm
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the fucking car, for a change

Yesterday was busier than usual!

Alex had an appointment. I took them to the appointment. I had a prescription to pick up. My original plan was to drop Alex off, go get my prescriptions, then come back for Alex.

"How long should I stick around to make sure everything's fine?" I asked.

The answer was: long enough for Alex to register their complaint about the automated appointment confirmation system, which does not allow for any kind of variance from Appointments Proceeding As The Calendar Reads, including, crucially, the absence of that doctor from the day's schedule.

The practice has been told, repeatedly, that missed calls are not sufficient notice that something about the appointment has Gone Wrong.

So I re-parked myself nearer the door and we eventually proceeded to get my prescriptions.


Since I was feeling a little better in general, I poked the free offerings on Craigslist. There was someone with a couch cover. Now, the Dragon-Sized Chair is cursed with peeling leather of some variety. We have been discussing the need for a cover. A couch cover sounds like a thing that can be cut or otherwise pinned down to size for even a Very Large Chair. So I sent them a message with a time estimate. Eventually I heard back. It was a pleasant drive.

I decided that instead of trying to figure out what we already had at home that would tempt my appetite, I should get takeout on the way back. I contemplated that. As it happens, there is a Jollibee by the mall! Chicken sounded good. But I have Opinions about fried chicken with bones in (no); did they have chicken tenders? This sounded like a good topic of research. I parked and scared up a menu. Yes. Great!

I hit the button.

Not the fuck again. I pushed down the half-up lock lever and tried pulling it up. No. Oh dear. This was not good. I tried manually fiddling with it a few more times, then called Belovedest, to give them a heads-up that they might be required to help rescue me.

By the time I got through to their voicemail and had laid out the situation, trying to not be too hysterical, I tried the lock yet again. This time it worked. I told their voicemail as much and hung up.

The line had been waxing and waning as I observed from the parking lot; this time it was in the long phase. So I waited in line behind someone in a kilt as the people in front of us figured out what they wanted, got handed their coaster-shaped pagers, and eventually fought with the door to get out with their bags of delicious dinners and treats. Alas, they had no chicken tenders, I learned when I reached the counter.

I was getting back in the car when my watch started buzzing. Belovedest. Who had just come home and encountered my stressed message. I briefed them on the subsequent developments (out of car okay, we'll see what happens when I get home) and went for my backup dinner plan. I'd been craving a burger earlier, so burger it became.

The door didn't argue with me when I got home, fortunately. I came in, curled up on the couch, and decided I wasn't going very many places after that. I began to get the intermittent stabbing pain from my right hip that says that I have overdone something. I took the next dose up on my pain control regimen, and the pain eventually receded after a few more choice stabs.
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[personal profile] senmut 2024-02-03 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
Too much adventure.
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[personal profile] vass 2024-02-03 11:28 am (UTC)(link)
WTF re the automated appointment system. YIKES about the car.
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[personal profile] alexseanchai 2024-02-04 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
additional wtf: it doesn't consistently register that I texted back Y to confirm the appointment

which is part of why I was sure the appointment was still on! I got texted about it two hours in advance!

and three days in advance, but I didn't get the auto-reply that they got my confirmation, and seven days in advance, when I did get that auto-reply but apparently my confirmation didn't stick
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[personal profile] silveradept 2024-02-04 02:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Aigh. That door, again. And adventures in dealing with silly systems.