Friday, August 7, 2015

Molesting Electrons

                                 WARNING: One graphic picture

Being a Latter Day Luddite, tech savvy division, I now find myself in a precarious position employment wise. If I don't master a program on an IPad, I will lose the Wyoming route. Given the state of my employer, there may not be another route for me.

I’ve years ago lost any fear of unemployment and am currently working only to pay off medical bills. Still, the competitive gene still is strong and I hate to fail. Hence, I've been putting in unpaid hours learning the damn device. To date I've written down every single step to get it up and running and will go in tomorrow morning for a final tutoring session. On Monday I solo.

Today, I stopped by my sister’s office to recover Book 3 of the Grey Man Chronicles (she loves them but is too cheap to buy her own).

My sister and her assistant are, of course, masters of computers, programs, tablets, and smart phones. Showing them my self generated printed instructions was an occasion for their great mirth.

Sisty. “My brother not only has to write instructions, he has to read them”.

Assistant: “My granddaughter can use an IPad”.

My suggestion to both was to perform certain solo sex acts in response to those comments. That backfired as they came up with ribald comments that weren't to my credit.

Some days you wonder why you even got out of bed.

On a winning note, my ongoing circus with the hospital billing department and United Health Care has reduced my bill from over $7,000 to under $900. Hopefully, that battle won’t be fought again. Still have one bill where the business office would rather send it to collection agencies than pull their head out of their asses and properly bill United Health Care. I haven't bothered the doctor as he recently lost a daughter.

I’ll give it a month and then contact him. He only saw me one time for twenty minutes in the hospital but his practice has billed me different sums sent to different addresses. Based on recommendations from people whose judgement I trust, used another doctor to rebuild my nose.

Happened when my heartbeat slowed and I fainted and face planted (twice). 

??? Should I make this my Facebook photo???

Didn’t watch the debates and there isn’t a single candidate who makes a tingle run down my leg.


Coffeypot said...

If you are going to continue the face planting thing, I suggest you start wearing a football helmet with the face guard well attached. And I never understand how doctor's offices hire the dumbest people know to accounting. Sue them for malpractice and see how fast that adjust the account.

Well Seasoned Fool said...

Haven't face planted since the pacemaker installation although I did play football without a face guard.

CenTexTim said...

It doesn't help that the rules and regulations regarding healthcare and healthcare insurance are so Byzantine that CPA's throw up their hands in despair.

Well Seasoned Fool said...

True dat! I do note that being an unreasonable asshole, while in their physical presence, motivates the numbers people to find a quick solution just to get rid of me.

Momma Fargo said...

Erg. medical bills. erg. I have some. Do you want mine too? Maybe you can reduce mine to nothing. Ipads are cool. I am learning my new iphone. eek