Crotchety: adj. cantankerous
(cantankerous: adj. bad-temperred, quarrelsome)
This word describes Melissanne, a woman I have exchanged many words with over the last few days. She works at the WalMart vision center in Sterling, Colorado. I know that my first mistake is in GOING to WalMart for my optical needs - but it had to be done.
So I showed up for my designated appointment, filled out the paperwork and was told that the doctor would be with me in just a few minutes. Okay. No biggie. So I wait. And wait. And wait. And a few minutes has passed about 3 times now - because my understanding of the term "few" means 3-5. Am I wrong in this?
So I asked her if the doctor was almost ready & that I had to get in within the next five minutes (not few) because it is a 45 minute drive home for me & Mr. Fantastic had to be picked up from school & Popeye had to go to work early.
This crotchety old woman who wore her oxygen pack on her back started to pick a fight with me about how ALL doctors run late & that it's expected. I told her that she said it would be a few minutes not 30. If the doctor was running 30 minutes behind then she should just tell me outright & give me the courtesy so that I could reschedule, if needed. Ooh - that did her in. She started breathing pretty heavy & getting her panties in a knot.
Which makes me think that THAT is where the term crotchety comes from. Panties being all bunched up. And it also makes me think, this woman is packing oxygen & is old enough to be my grandmother. Shouldn't she be greeting people at the door? Hmm...
So - anyway. I rescheduled after having more words with her & went back this afternoon, where she was a bit nicer - but still rather rude. And the doctor remembered me about getting MY panties in a knot about having to reschedule. Seriously?! I drove 45 minutes ONE WAY to get my contacts - which I've never had before & was TOTALLY excited about - & was told lies to try & get me to stick around.
I would've gone somewhere local, but money sometimes talks louder than principle. I mean, I had to save the $150, I just bought my Dyson!
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
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8 comments:
First, LOL about the panties in a KNOT - though I'm sorry about the whole experience. :( What a pain! And I'm totally with you on this one. I expect Dr.'s to be 'late' but if they're going to be exhorbitantly late (which is more than 15-20 minutes to me), one should be given the opportunity to reschedule.
Second, YAY for getting the Dyson!!
I'm so freakin' jealous. :S
But YAY for you!!
yeah for the dyson.
I would too have my panties in knot too if they forgot about me and they did when I went to get my vision checked too. Totally undestand about saving money.
Ha ha...very funny story! Her picture needs to be in the Webster Dictionary for the defintion!
Funny story! I think that if you go to the trouble to MAKE the appointment then the doctor needs to BE ON TIME! Our Walmart is great about that. When I just took my daughter to get her glasses a month or so ago, we made the appt, and didn't have to wait. I'm with you that the word few implies "few" not many.
And the old lady- should seriously work the front door for heaven's sake!
That sucks that your Walmart is so far away! I always say that they are trying to take over the world because there is a Walmart in every town, but I guess they don't want to take over Colorado just yet.
Anyway, funny story! ;)
Thank you so much, my husband thinks that I am the only person in the world who has encounters with crotchety individuals.
Stories like this are the reason I lurk your blog. You have a quirky entertaining way with words.
Pezlady, we have a WalMart in our town. Just not one with a vision center. (Curses!)
CJ - You may direct your husband here anytime you need backup on something! I'm always running into crotchety old ladies (and sometimes young). maybe "I" am the one with the problem...
Nah!
Agh! That kind of thing drives me nuts! Why is it that a doctor's time is more precious than yours? For instance, if you were running late, your appointment could have been cancelled and you might have been charged anyway. Where's your $50, huh?! And what would have happened if you yourself were in fact, a doctor ... the universe would probably implode or something.
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