I'm having some complex ongoing bank breaking private dental treatment to repair what was essentially a botch job by an NHS dentist. I'm at the final stage of this treatment and have an appt today which I'm apprehensive about (going to the the dentist - who wouldn't be) yet relieved as it marks the end of a long and painful process.
I've just taken a phone call from the practice informing me that my appointment has to be cancelled as the dentist is off sick. Well that wouldn't be so bad had they not mistakenly booked me in today with the original botch-job NHS dentist. AAARRRRRRGGGGGGHHHH!!!!
I distinctly remember making the appointment and specifying the private dentist (who is brilliant btw). Naturally I informed the receptionist that there had been a mistake and firmly requested the correct appointment today . Particularly since there have been some unexpected complications since my last appt with her. Receptionist had the nerve to point out that "it would be considerably more expensive" with Mrs. X. Err - hello?! I've already paid half the bill - no one knows this fact better than I. Surely she has it all in front of her plain as day via the expensive software my dental bills are contributing toward??
Thankfully, she was able to give me an appt with the correct dentist today, and I know its just a mistake, people make mistakes, but I'm absolutely seething. I've taken another afternoon off work for this, had Mr. botch-job not been off sick I'd have rocked up none the wiser, and no doubt been too late to switch appointments.
Had this not been the final straw in a long-running saga of pain and annoyance, I might be a bit more understanding, but as it stands I just want to drive there now and strangulate the girl.
Please can someone just spin my perspective - maybe the receptionist is going through a particularly difficult time at home etc etc. And breathe. Funny how AIBU has a calming effect. I almost want to hug her now.