Dec. 2nd, 2015 12:35 pm
Carless people problems
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muckefuckYesterday started rough and ended well when we managed to head off yet another fiasco at the Hospital from Hell. Given the community they serve, it can't be that they don't grok people who don't drive, so I'm left with the hypothesis that it's just well-off White people who don't drive that baffles them. When they called to give the GWO instructions for his outpatient procedure, they told him he'd have to be picked up because he wouldn't be good to drive after being sedated. He said this wouldn't be a problem because he planned to take a cab.
Normally, I'd accompany him anyway, but the doctor rescheduled the appointment so that it directly conflicted with a training session at work. I thought about calling in a friend, but![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
monshu didn't seem concerned so I tried not to worry about it. The result was that I came back from lunch to a desperate call from him, since without someone there they were going to have to cancel the procedure. I was in the middle of a call to Diego (who lives nearby and works from home) when the Old Man called back and clarified that I just need to be there to pick him up.
But the confusion didn't end there. The GWO texted me a number to call when I arrived. I told the perky nurse who answered that I was there and she told me that if I "brought the car around to the front entrance", she'd bring him down to meet me. I had to explain twice that I wasn't actually in a car but walking through the hospital on my own too legs. Why is it such a hugely difficult concept to understand that people who can well afford to have a car might nevertheless choose not to get one?
Normally, I'd accompany him anyway, but the doctor rescheduled the appointment so that it directly conflicted with a training session at work. I thought about calling in a friend, but
monshu didn't seem concerned so I tried not to worry about it. The result was that I came back from lunch to a desperate call from him, since without someone there they were going to have to cancel the procedure. I was in the middle of a call to Diego (who lives nearby and works from home) when the Old Man called back and clarified that I just need to be there to pick him up.But the confusion didn't end there. The GWO texted me a number to call when I arrived. I told the perky nurse who answered that I was there and she told me that if I "brought the car around to the front entrance", she'd bring him down to meet me. I had to explain twice that I wasn't actually in a car but walking through the hospital on my own too legs. Why is it such a hugely difficult concept to understand that people who can well afford to have a car might nevertheless choose not to get one?
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