Today I decided to put on the screens for the front door since April we will go right into the fire. WHERE THE HELL IS SPRING????
So, I go into the basement and bring up the screens to
replace the glass panels in the door. Suddenly the phone rings and it is Aetna
Home Delivery Service. On the other end of the conversation is a woman with a
thick Spanish accent! I can’t understand a damned thing she is saying and she
is telling me something about my prescription that I can’t understand.
I look out the door and there is the delivery truck with a
new chair for my wife. Meanwhile, Ricky Ricardo’s sister is asking for my
membership number, I give it to her then she starts telling me (a few times)
that she only has part of the number, so, I tell her again.
I let in the delivery guys and direct them to the right
place to put the chair. “Do you want to try it out?” No, I want you to speak to
the Spanish lady on the phone to direct her and her company to visit Satan.
The problem with Aetna is they are constantly screwing up my
prescriptions, I am running out of them and this is the third time on this
present period of prescriptions that they are screwing it up, the incompetent
louts.
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