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xaq_the_aereonWent out to Norton Sound Health Corporation today (Nome's excuse for a hospital) for a physical I needed to get done for the TSA job.
When I first scheduled this a few weeks back, or at least tried to, the first thing they brought up with me and the TSA person on the phone was what it would cost and how I could pay for it.
Fast forward about 8 days to where TSA has finally gotten it through their heads that I'm NOT the one who is supposed to pay them for it, and we finally get the exam scheduled.
Fast forward to today. Before I even get to see my doctor, where's the first place they try to send me?
BILLING.
Tried explaining things nicely to them again. Either they didn't care and wanted my money (maybe they didn't think a .gov agency would actually pay?), or just plain didn't get it.
So yeah, the admin staff there is apparently dumber than the plot to the alleged 2nd Highlander movie (those who have seen it know why I refuse to acknowledge its existence).
The medical staff, on the other hand, are top notch. Was rather pleased to find out the doctor I went to was, surprise of surprises, a former SEAL whom my old squadron worked with (as I've mentioned in the past about running into past acquaintances in weird locales, this didn't really surprise me, but it was definitely nice).
One thing that caught me off guard though is that my distance vision, without my glasses, is now officially gone. With 'em on, I'm 20/13 (!?!), but without 'em, I can't even tell that the big E at the top is a letter. So umm...yeah. Gonna have to wear them on the job. No biggie. :]
Anyway...g'night.
When I first scheduled this a few weeks back, or at least tried to, the first thing they brought up with me and the TSA person on the phone was what it would cost and how I could pay for it.
Fast forward about 8 days to where TSA has finally gotten it through their heads that I'm NOT the one who is supposed to pay them for it, and we finally get the exam scheduled.
Fast forward to today. Before I even get to see my doctor, where's the first place they try to send me?
BILLING.
Tried explaining things nicely to them again. Either they didn't care and wanted my money (maybe they didn't think a .gov agency would actually pay?), or just plain didn't get it.
So yeah, the admin staff there is apparently dumber than the plot to the alleged 2nd Highlander movie (those who have seen it know why I refuse to acknowledge its existence).
The medical staff, on the other hand, are top notch. Was rather pleased to find out the doctor I went to was, surprise of surprises, a former SEAL whom my old squadron worked with (as I've mentioned in the past about running into past acquaintances in weird locales, this didn't really surprise me, but it was definitely nice).
One thing that caught me off guard though is that my distance vision, without my glasses, is now officially gone. With 'em on, I'm 20/13 (!?!), but without 'em, I can't even tell that the big E at the top is a letter. So umm...yeah. Gonna have to wear them on the job. No biggie. :]
Anyway...g'night.
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Date: 6/4/09 23:38 (UTC)I have seen the second Highlander....whatever it was supposed to be. I agree that it does not exist.
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Date: 6/5/09 23:58 (UTC)the QuickeningRule 2: you DO NOT TALK ABOUT Highlander:
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Date: 6/6/09 18:53 (UTC)no subject
Date: 6/7/09 19:23 (UTC)*considers what the Immortals do for a living* ...Actually, yeah, I guess it is. o.O