So here’s the deal: First and foremost I have to mention I’m a bit of a lazy prick, especially in the last week before university kicks off again. I woke up, had some dusty leftovers of my cornflakes for breakfast, took a shit and grabbed my insanely creased yellow sweatshirt, which looked comfortable enough in its stuffed in state in my wardrobe. Lit one of my Benson & Hedges which I’m really into at the moment and answered to some of the more important WhatsApp messages.
I'm one the few people who never bothered to disconnect their landline collection, but I’ve been receiving phones calls from some lady on a frequent basis for about a year now thinking that this is a doctors office. I never picked up but I could hear her on my voicemail while I was chilling in the living room, so I knew what she was all about.
Today I received another call and this is the first time I’ve ever I picked up the phone. Of course it was this one particularly clueless woman. I politely asked who’s on the other end of the line and she explained her concern. As I was kinda bored I decided to just play along and asked for her name and insurance number, which I of course didn’t write down. I gave her an appointment for Tuesday next week, 2:30pm. I have to vehemently repel any accusations of malicious intent here. This is an unemployed woman in her 40s who couldn’t be arsed to look up the correct number for a fucking year in the modern day and age of the internet.
It’ll be a very important lesson for her I figure, as she gets to learn how to correctly approach the most basic shit any 14 year old can do. Better late then never.
Meanwhile I’ll just figure out what I’m gonna do on this cold and rainy day.