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Sep. 22nd, 2009 02:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So I've had mixed afternoon.
First, I go to French Philosophy with Melissa. As we walk into the building, we can hear classical music playing over... the air vents? It's just playing and we're like, huh, that's weird.
Throughout class, though, you can hear the ebb and flow of music. It must've been coming from the airvent. During class I was looking around, trying to see if other people could hear it, and no one was reacting at all.
So, of course, all I could think was "it's in the frakkin' ship!" Because I am a dork.
Then I came home and tried to rectify something with my insurance company. I went to an urgent care place before school started to get some antibiotics. The receptionist told me they accepted our insurance. Now it turns out that they "accept it" but don't have a contract with it- which means they do not accept it- and now I have to pay an additional $55. Because this receptionist is a fucking moron. So all I want to do right now is call up the office and yell at the goddamn receptionist. Which isn't really fair, because it's not like I'd recognize the girl even if I went down there, but I am SO ANGRY. If I had known it wasn't in my network I would've gone elsewhere, NOT PAID NINETY DOLLARS. That is STUPID. ARG.
First, I go to French Philosophy with Melissa. As we walk into the building, we can hear classical music playing over... the air vents? It's just playing and we're like, huh, that's weird.
Throughout class, though, you can hear the ebb and flow of music. It must've been coming from the airvent. During class I was looking around, trying to see if other people could hear it, and no one was reacting at all.
So, of course, all I could think was "it's in the frakkin' ship!" Because I am a dork.
Then I came home and tried to rectify something with my insurance company. I went to an urgent care place before school started to get some antibiotics. The receptionist told me they accepted our insurance. Now it turns out that they "accept it" but don't have a contract with it- which means they do not accept it- and now I have to pay an additional $55. Because this receptionist is a fucking moron. So all I want to do right now is call up the office and yell at the goddamn receptionist. Which isn't really fair, because it's not like I'd recognize the girl even if I went down there, but I am SO ANGRY. If I had known it wasn't in my network I would've gone elsewhere, NOT PAID NINETY DOLLARS. That is STUPID. ARG.