Glasses Fiasco

[quasigeostrophy]

Yep, I think it's safe to use that word for this situation now.

Got a call from one of the opticians at the eye care place a short time ago, wanting me to "schedule an appointment to come in and work with the team leader when the doctor is there to see what the issue is with my new glasses."

Excuse me? I was there last Wednesday, left my new glasses, and was told the mistake was y'all's in not ordering the Rx with any prism strength.

"Oh, that must be why they're here now. Can you hold a moment?"

*boils* (WTF? They haven't done anything with them yet, and have had them back for a week??)

"We still need to see you when the doctor is here to straighten this out. When can you come in?"

It'll have to be on a Wednesday or another afternoon after 4:00pm.

"The earliest we can see you is Wednesday, December 1st, at 10:00am."

*grumble*

"I'll let the team leader know you're not at all satisfied. I apologize."

You're damn right I'm not satisfied. If they don't kiss my butt when I do go in on the first, I'm going to ask for my money back and the Rx, and go to my old optometrist. Fscking hell.

Comments

[cjsmith.livejournal.com]

GRRRR.

There are days when I hate the fact that human beings have specialized so much. You shouldn't have to be at the mercy of idiots.

[quasigeostrophy.livejournal.com]

Oh, I think they've done a fine job specializing in idiocy.

[cjsmith.livejournal.com]

Specializing in idiocy is fine, if oversupplied. Specializing in idiocy while blocking you from getting glasses is punishable by flamethrower!

[quasigeostrophy.livejournal.com]

*grin* I agree. Unfortunately, I'm a little short on flamethrowers at the moment. :-(

[cjsmith.livejournal.com]

You need a Flamethrower Supply Specialist!

CJ senses a market niche... CJ gets distracted and stops doing work entirely... :-)

[quasigeostrophy.livejournal.com]

I'll do your radio & TV ads. Back in college, as one of my audio production products, I did a radio commercial for a fictional "destructive products" company. It wasn't FCC air-safe, but then, the project assignment didn't specify it had to be. The start:

Deep FM Announcer Voice: It's DeathTech Products' Blow-It-Out-Your-Ass Sale! If you think you can beat our prices, you're fscked in the head! (Etc.)

I got an "A". :-)

[cjsmith.livejournal.com]

I love it!

I am also instantly reminded of Hothead Paisan. "Call 1-800-BLOW-U-AWAY."

[quasigeostrophy.livejournal.com]

Scary that hetboy here can remind anyone of anything from Hothead Paisan. *snicker*