Dumb People

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Did you ever wonder why some people get jobs when they are as dumb as a cardboard box? Last week the pharmacy called me to say that my doctor had telephone in a prescription for a new blood glucose meter and fax a prescription for the strips. The woman on the phone said her name was Melanie. Then someone calls back by the name of Vivian to ask if I would like to see the nurse to pick out a new blood glucose kit and have her show me how to use it. I told her yes and my son would be coming with me because I can't do it myself. We mad an appointment for 3:30 on Monday. Well my son and law get there and first of all the nurse said she didn't have me down for an appointment. Then she asked me which machine I wanted and I told her I didn't know because I did not know how they all worked. I needed a real easy once because I couldn't get the hang of the last one. She kept saying its for you to choose, I knew that but I wanted her help. So out of exasperation I tell her the same one I had. She goes and checks and say the are out of stock. Come back tomorrow now there was no way I was going back the next day, the walk was long enough as it was. So she tells me to make up my mind I want a machine or I don't. I was about to walk out and she says why don't you choose another one. I told her again I don't know how they work, she said they are all the same, So I saw One Touch and I said give me that one. She shows me how it works and it is not the same, the loading device for the needle is different! But it actually looked easier and so I took it. But then she said I couldn't have it because there was no prescription for it. I told her the doctor ordered it by phone, she said no. Now this doctor I have never seen before, so I said well K T the nurse practitioner will okay it just call her. She said no she can't accept her so she would have to send me to the pharmacist before I could get the machine. Here I go to the pharmacist who tells me again there is nothing in the file for the authorization. But he says he would call. Guess who he calls, the nurse practitioner and I got my machine! My son is taking my blood sugar for me.