October 8th, 2006

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Emergency room post... this one has been brewing and pissing me off since it happened, a few weeks ago.

So after experiencing dizziness for about a week straight, I started to feel like my heart was fluttering and beating awkwardly. Palpitations, as it were. My mother got me to go to the hospital (I have had BAD experiences with doctors and hospitals, which I'll put for fun at the end of this post, and so I tend to be reluctant about going.) and I did, at around noontime.

I get there, and of course when you say 'palpitations' there's about a million things done to you at once. I had some blood drawn, a chest x-ray, and an ekg. About half an hour after I got there, I was told "Well, your ekg looked a little tacky. And your pulse is quite fast. We're going to do a second one."

Of course, this makes me worry. I'm hooked up to the second ekg...

And then wheeled into a hallway and left alone for a matter of hours. I didn't see a doctor until six pm. A friend couldn't come by and keep me company until four.

I realize that the emergency room can be busy, I really do. There weren't enough rooms, even, so I had to stay in a hallway - I stopped my nurse only twice, in that five hours, both time in tears worrying. I mean, logically, if there was anything horribly wrong they wouldn't have left me alone for that long, but logic doesn't work so well when you're almost at panic-attack levels. I certainly don't expect, when I stop the nurse tearfully, for him to chuckle and say "Well, the ER is very busy, it'll take a while." It's called bedside manner, look it the fuck up.

(At six, my doctor finally showed up and told me that my blood sugar was incredibly high and I was dehydrated. They got me an IV of fluids and told me to follow up with the student health center.)

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Bad service at the coffee shop.

OK, so, here's the story behind this....for quite some time now I've been purchasing coffee at one of those local drive-up places stationed in a parking lot. I'd buy mochas from them nearly every day because it was good, reasonably priced and right on the way to my college.

This school year, the same girl has been working there nearly every time I go. She was never particularly friendly, but I didn't think much of it until she grew progressively ruder. Then, one day, I really noticed it.

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Anyway, I've determined that that was the last time I'll be ordering from them, since they lack basic customer service. But the question is, was I somehow a sucky customer? The complaint I overheard was that I order the same drink every time. I don't see how that's sucky; if anything the baristas last year appreciated it because they always knew what to make me and it saved them time. So I'm not sure if her rude behavior was somehow warranted, or if she's just a bitch. O_o;;

EDIT: Question two. Is it worth trying to contact the owner somehow to complain (or at least tell them why they lost a regular customer), or should I just forget it since I'm not going to be buying coffee from them anymore?
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