Here goes, with a glut of petty annoyances.
After a week of my well-maintained car's battery going inexplicably dead, and on first driving, having the ignition key snap off at the roots at Stewart's, I ventured to drive with those issues resolved---for now anyway. I reach for my sunglasses which I keep in the car, always in the same place. They are not there. I do an intensive search throughout the car, side pockets, under the seats, glove box, all to no avail. I have others, but this particular pair was light and caused no pressure point issues, so I guess I'll have to settle for now. I can only surmise they got lost at the garage, broken and discarded or taken by mistake. An unusual same-day findng was a pair of aviator glasses tossed on my lawn, which had been repaired, but I suppose there's no connection.
Yesterday I had a follow up appointment at the gastroenterology office. It's in Albany so M. offered to drive me there this time. My appointment was at 3:45 and had been confirmed by their office several times, including on Sunday. They are a very busy office so don't mess up and forget. I pre-registered on the proffered site, and we even arrrived earlier than the appointed time. When I went to check in, I said I had pre-registered but the woman said they had changed their insurance entity so I had to supply all the info again anyway. It was tedious. Following that, we went to the waiting room, a large area with a lot of folks waiting. There are about 30 doctors in this practice, and so that didn't seem unusual. After a while, I asked M. what time it was, and about an hour had passed. I observed that those waiting now had arrived after us, so maybe seeing different doctors. Finally, M. went to the desk and they told her they would check on my wait. Back to sitting and waiting, now almost 2 hours had passed. When the woman called the next patient, I asked her to check and see if I was on the list anytime soon. She said she'd check. M. went again to the desk and returned, saying there had been a mistake and the records showed I had already been seen by the doctor. Apologies offered, accepted. Grr, talk about being overlooked. Finally we gained entry to the doctor. I have seen him several times previously and he has always been friendly and upbeat. Today he seemed pissed off, in general. I might not return.
A new start today, even with secondary sunglasses. I decide to take some positive action. I'll grocery shop and return bottles. But on arrival, a man had enormous bags filled with returns, so I went into the store. They were out of Vans waffles and there was no chocolate Ensure, so I picked up the last vanilla, not my favorite, but ok. As I got to the meat counter, I saw a woman pick up the last Corned Beef package from the top rack, the vaunted sale rack. I looked at the offerings below, and saw a pricetag of over $30 for a medium sized corned beef. WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO DAY ONE! But I go to the register and submit my $5 coupon for the Ensure. The cashier forgets to ring it up. So she has to call for a more senior member to help her credit me for the $5. That woman arrives, surveys the situation, and leaves for another register. I push my cart in that direction where three clerks are huddled over the coupon. I politely tell them to just give me the coupon and forget about it. (Those same words got me into major warfare at the bank a few years ago.) But the women seemed relieved this time; we were all so gracious. One woman said, "The coupon is good until April, so it shouldn't be a problem." After I shoved my groceries into the trunk, I made another attempt to return bottles, but a woman was there with a packed garbage bag, so I went home.
Waiting for me there was a letter dated Feb. 21, 2025 from Nationwide advising me to call them by 09/10/2017. See, I don't make this stuff up.
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