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Aug. 26th, 2010 05:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
taleyaBack in hospital for the next round of chemo.
Every fucking time I know it's just another chance for them to accidentally kill me with their own stupidity. The law of averages is not my friend. "
This one started off rather auspiciously right off the fucking bat at admissions.
Mum gives me a lift. We get there at 1:20.
"My name's![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
taleya, booked in for ward 44south for chemo."
*fucks about* "Oh you'll have to wait about 20 mins. She's on lunch" (<--- WHAT. THE. FUCK. I used to work with computers not a ward full of fucking cancer patients and if no one was there to man my post, I didn't get fucking lunch)
*40 mins later*
"41 north is a children's ward. You're 31 years old. They aren't expecting you. I called and checked."
"4. 4. south" (You inbred idiot)
*sighs and calls them*
"OH! You should have been there at 1:30. You shouldn't be late, you know."
On top of mispronouncing my surname so badly and REPEATEDLY that we ended up yelling the correction at her. Which prompted a snooty look and a "Some people pronounce it that way" (Which got the response from me: "If it's spelled differently") Some people? Which people? In 30 years I have never heard ANYONE pronounce my surname that way. It's pretty fucking phonetic. In forty years my mother has never heard anyone pronounce it that way.
Real fucking auspicious start right there.
Every fucking time I know it's just another chance for them to accidentally kill me with their own stupidity. The law of averages is not my friend. "
This one started off rather auspiciously right off the fucking bat at admissions.
Mum gives me a lift. We get there at 1:20.
"My name's
taleya, booked in for ward 44south for chemo."*fucks about* "Oh you'll have to wait about 20 mins. She's on lunch" (<--- WHAT. THE. FUCK. I used to work with computers not a ward full of fucking cancer patients and if no one was there to man my post, I didn't get fucking lunch)
*40 mins later*
"41 north is a children's ward. You're 31 years old. They aren't expecting you. I called and checked."
"4. 4. south" (You inbred idiot)
*sighs and calls them*
"OH! You should have been there at 1:30. You shouldn't be late, you know."
On top of mispronouncing my surname so badly and REPEATEDLY that we ended up yelling the correction at her. Which prompted a snooty look and a "Some people pronounce it that way" (Which got the response from me: "If it's spelled differently") Some people? Which people? In 30 years I have never heard ANYONE pronounce my surname that way. It's pretty fucking phonetic. In forty years my mother has never heard anyone pronounce it that way.
Real fucking auspicious start right there.
