I just woke up. My allergies are acting up, so I took some medicine and fell asleep. I woke up feeling like everything is wrong. That is the worst feeling, when you wake up and everything that was bothering you before you fell asleep is the first thing that comes to mind.
I have no health insurance. My boss at my old job here in Atlanta, the one that I love and would do for free if I could, has completely screwed me over.
I worked my ass off for those people. I made them so much money, bringing in clients and working hard to keep them there, even when the clinic owner's idiotic policies made many clients want to go elsewhere. I came in whenever anyone was sick or didn't show up, and I created and edited all of their legal and inter-office forms because I actually cared about how things were done. I worked so hard for a job that doesn't pay enough for me to live on (all of us front-office girls are girls, after all; we don't have to support ourselves), and they let my insurance lapse, something I was personally promised would never happened, and yesterday I had to try and deal with my manager and my parents. I told my boss when I chose to maintain my coverage that I had no other health insurance.
My mom is freaked out that I have absolutely no health coverage whatsoever. My dad has been calling me constantly. I don't think it's a big tragedy, but I am really disgusted that I worked so hard for people that don't give a fuck.
The only positive thing to come out of this is that the doctor that performed Samantha's surgery, who I am good friends with, has decided not to charge me for it at all. This was a surgery that would normally have cost something around $1,200. I am so grateful to her I could cry. At least she gave a shit that my dog's cancer was obviously going to recur if she didn't have surgery.
I am so disappointed. I was really looking foward to coming home for the summer and working at the clinic. Almost everyone there is a friend to me. I know most of the clients and their pets. I love that job. Now I have to figure out what I'm going to do. I'm sorry about this ridiculously long rant. I am just upset because I obviously need to move on and my plans will have to change. I'm sure I can find something better, if I look carefully and don't trust my employers more than I should.
Thanks for letting me get it out (as if you had a choice).
I have no health insurance. My boss at my old job here in Atlanta, the one that I love and would do for free if I could, has completely screwed me over.
I worked my ass off for those people. I made them so much money, bringing in clients and working hard to keep them there, even when the clinic owner's idiotic policies made many clients want to go elsewhere. I came in whenever anyone was sick or didn't show up, and I created and edited all of their legal and inter-office forms because I actually cared about how things were done. I worked so hard for a job that doesn't pay enough for me to live on (all of us front-office girls are girls, after all; we don't have to support ourselves), and they let my insurance lapse, something I was personally promised would never happened, and yesterday I had to try and deal with my manager and my parents. I told my boss when I chose to maintain my coverage that I had no other health insurance.
My mom is freaked out that I have absolutely no health coverage whatsoever. My dad has been calling me constantly. I don't think it's a big tragedy, but I am really disgusted that I worked so hard for people that don't give a fuck.
The only positive thing to come out of this is that the doctor that performed Samantha's surgery, who I am good friends with, has decided not to charge me for it at all. This was a surgery that would normally have cost something around $1,200. I am so grateful to her I could cry. At least she gave a shit that my dog's cancer was obviously going to recur if she didn't have surgery.
I am so disappointed. I was really looking foward to coming home for the summer and working at the clinic. Almost everyone there is a friend to me. I know most of the clients and their pets. I love that job. Now I have to figure out what I'm going to do. I'm sorry about this ridiculously long rant. I am just upset because I obviously need to move on and my plans will have to change. I'm sure I can find something better, if I look carefully and don't trust my employers more than I should.
Thanks for letting me get it out (as if you had a choice).
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ferric:
Dude....your phones ringing
fortysix_and_two:
*hugs* Most businesses don't nowadays... it's sad