Well, I did it!
Put on my bitch lipstick and headed to the dentist office. Like I said, I'm mostly non-confrontational but this was an exception!
I asked to speak to the head of scheduling. Ain't nobody in charge it seems!!
So, the older lady that's been there forever asked me what I needed and I slid my appt card across in front of her and said, 'I was here for this appointment last Wednesday and was told I was not scheduled for that'.
She fiddles around on her computer, then she goes and pulls my record... there it is, plain as day, Jan. 7th at 11 a.m. but it was not on her computer so when I showed up at the desk on Wednesday, they did not have it on their schedule. I told her that was not my fault....
Seems the nurse wrote my appt. card and entered the info into my record (back in the office where I got my cleaning) but she never entered it into the scheduling system. And, this has happened twice!
So, I said, 'So, I guess each time I get an appt. I need to tell the nurse to be sure it gets to scheduling. That's not my job.'
The woman could tell I was fusterated, annoyed, my voice getting a tad loud so she pats my arm and says they'll figure something out.
Seems I am going to be given a free floride treatment for all my trouble....
Well, hell, I bet my insurance company will be tickled pink. That doesn't help me in the least since I have insurance that covers that.
But, at least, I got that off my chest and they are more than aware now to be more diligient in the future when they are dealing with me.
I wiped off my bitch lipstick* and came home.
*my daughter, when she has to confront anyone about some displeasing matter says she puts her bitch lipstick on before she tackles the problem.