There are a number of Filk songs about computer programing, stupid programing, and getting stuck in an endless do-loop.
And then there is the VA phone system. First, you have to listen to about 2 minutes of “gratuitous mental health information and referrals” followed by information on the Pact Act and the Mission Act. Finally, you get dropped in a menu system that lets you pick 1-6. None of which were what I needed. Hitting 0 got me to an operator, who dumped me into another do-loop at the Dental Clinic, none of which were the options that I needed. Since this, at least, is not a voice activated system I was spared the indignity of attempting to convince an AI of what I needed. But it also means that stating “help” “help” “help” doesn’t short cut the menus like it does with my bank. After three tries at getting though the system and wasting 45″, I solved the problem by calling one of the few extensions I had and asking the receptionist for the favor of connecting me with the Dental Clinic.
Then I was connected to an answering machine. Ok, desperate, I left an extremely clear message about wanting Louisa to call me back about rescheduling Friday’s appointment. I was stunned when she called me back – someone actually listened to the message and passed it on. Considering how much I am still coughing, I didn’t think Dr S really wants to see me on Friday. Even better, I got rescheduled.
Otherwise it was a few errands this morning and stitching for the rest of the day
