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Hospital Rant. Working title: f*cking millennials

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33 minutes ago, 702Canary said:

Still one of the best pieces on Gen X.   All of this is true.  We were feral.

https://www.mblazoned.com/gen-xers-unite-or-dont-whatever/

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Honestly, it was all fun and games to be the forgotten generation until our teenagers landed their first, “Okay, Boomer” on us and, we were like, “What the hell did you just call me?” Turns out the younger generations don’t even know that Gen X was/is a thing. 

:lol:I mean... :unsure:

Fortunately, I can shrug if off with feigned apathy and go get a coffee or something. 

 

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3 minutes ago, son of a gun said:

Have fun!

And yeah, I'm a 32 year old millennial. So...

I thought you guys were already at war with Gen Z after they decided to cancel Slim Shady? :hmmm:

There is an old Arab proverb: the enemy of my enemy is my friend. :ph34r: 

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19 minutes ago, TheSanDiegan said:

From the above:

:lol:I mean... :unsure:

Fortunately, I can shrug if off with feigned apathy and go get a coffee or something. 

 

Why are you back so soon? was a common line from my parents.  Like go find something to do and get the F outta here.

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1 minute ago, 702Canary said:

Why are you back so soon? was a common line from my parents.  Like go find something to do and get the F outta here.

My dad's only two hard rules were -

  1. Don't get a girl pregnant
  2. Don't call him from jail in TJ

We were expected to stay the f*ck out of the house until the street lights came on, and if Bob's uncle came by in his candy van we'd stop our game of street baseball to chase that f*cker off with our bats. :shrug:

"Stranger danger?" Lulz. I think we were the wildcard.

 

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16 minutes ago, TheSanDiegan said:

My dad's only two hard rules were -

  1. Don't get a girl pregnant
  2. Don't call him from jail in TJ

We were expected to stay the f*ck out of the house until the street lights came on, and if Bob's uncle came by in his candy van we'd stop our game of street baseball to chase that f*cker off with our bats. :shrug:

"Stranger danger?" Lulz. I think we were the wildcard.

 

Yep.  Street Lights and if you do something stupid and get arrested, I ain't saving your ass.

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Think about weird shit that was commonplace for Gen X that would horrify the younger generations. 

I remember riding around in the car with my dad standing up in the front seat while he drove around. I was like 5 years old. 

In my elementary school years our bus driver was a gruff retired guy named Sarge, that chain smoked Marlboro's with a bus full of first second and third graders. The parents didn't care either. 

 

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16 minutes ago, bornontheblue said:

Think about weird shit that was commonplace for Gen X that would horrify the younger generations. 

I remember riding around in the car with my dad standing up in the front seat while he drove around. I was like 5 years old. 

In my elementary school years our bus driver was a gruff retired guy named Sarge, that chain smoked Marlboro's with a bus full of first second and third graders. The parents didn't care either. 

 

Same boat.  I rode my Bike all over Cheyenne at age 10 by myself.  Blew up stuff with fireworks, started small fires to burn ant hills, all sorts of random stuff.  I wouldn't let my daughters do that, but alot of that is Metro Denver is different than Cheyenne in the 80's and 90's, and fear porn has convinced me that there are child pedophiles around every corner waiting to steal my children.

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1 hour ago, TheSanDiegan said:

I thought you guys were already at war with Gen Z after they decided to cancel Slim Shady? :hmmm:

There is an old Arab proverb: the enemy of my enemy is my friend. :ph34r: 

While I respect Slim Shady for what he's done, I'm honestly not a rap fan. There's a bare few exceptions, but yeah.

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19 minutes ago, bornontheblue said:

Think about weird shit that was commonplace for Gen X that would horrify the younger generations. 

I remember riding around in the car with my dad standing up in the front seat while he drove around. I was like 5 years old. 

In my elementary school years our bus driver was a gruff retired guy named Sarge, that chain smoked Marlboro's with a bus full of first second and third graders. The parents didn't care either. 

 

Sheeeeeit.  Back in those days parents would pay good money to send you to summer camp just to get rid of you.  I went to more camps than I can remember. 

Figure it out yourself was another directive.  Now we got helicopter parents hovering over their kids 24/7/365 going on all those summer trips, sports tourneys etc with them, 

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19 hours ago, TheSanDiegan said:

Okay. Story time. 

So I have a minor surgery scheduled this week and my wife - who carries the same insurance policy number and whom we just verified was my emergency contact - went in to pay my copay/coinsurance today at the hospital where my orthopedic surgeon is based.

That was the only task at hand. She had my credit card with her, which obviously has my name in it. 

It was that simple, really. Here, ma'am. Take this card, and charge the amount the man who's name is on the card owes you, and hand the card back. It. was. that. simple.

 

But nooooooooooooo... instead the girl at the counter told my wife she couldn't "release [my] medical information" to her because she was not authorized to have access.

So FaceTime ensued. I explained to the girl that my wife was there to pay a bill, not request records. That the surgeon's scheduler - we'll call her Irma (who, like the girl helping my wife, was somewhere in her late 20s) - told me I had to pay $X before this week's surgery. I explained that my name was on the CC, that they did not have to release any records - they didn't even have to give her a receipt - just run the CC and let my wife leave. She again countered with the profound statement that she "cannot realize any records" to someone not authorized to receive them. :rolleyes: I asked her if "Irma" was on site, was told she was, and requested she talk to her to verify this. 

We waited. 

The girl returned. With forms. Forms she said both my wife and I had to fill out, and which had to be returned to the 5th floor to their supervisor. Forms so my wife can hand over my credit card? No. Just no.

This had just transcended into the absurd.

I tried to protest to the woman who had been helping my wife, explaining everything I just typed above. She shut me down directly - "SIR. I am not going to talk to you. I am talking to your wife." Fair enough... I honestly didn't know whyTF this had to involve me in the first place. :shrug: By this point my wife had already been there for nearly 15 minutes, time she really didn't have to spare today. I told her not to go up to the 5th floor, that she had tried and I would just call the scheduler.

Which I did. 

The scheduler again repeated the same nonsense - that my wife had to return with these forms to the 5th floor to their supervisor before they would let her hand them my credit card. To pay a f*cking bill. 

I told her that would not be happening, that my wife's window of time had closed (no one had anticipated this shitshow) and requested an alternative solution since they would not take my credit card today.

She proceeded to once again - making it the fourth time - tell me that in order for them to accept my credit card from my wife's hand, we would have to fill out these forms and return them to her supervisor. I know the intent Is good - to protect patient privacy - but this might be the dumbest f*cking process I've ever heard of. Which I didn't say to her.

Instead, I responded by telling her we were talking in circles and repeated that I was simply asking for an alternative solution because my wife would not be returning with the form the following day and that this had already taken too much time. I literally asked her for a solution.

And that's when she said something to the effect of, "I am informing you that I no longer wish to talk to you something something..." after which I just said "have a good day" and hung up on her.

And that's the story of how I think I triggered two millennial twatwaffles today with my micro aggressions. :waiting:

Hospitals are terrible at finance. At least my hospital is more than willing to take credit cards no when questions ask. Adjudicate it later when you have the money in hand.

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1 hour ago, 702Canary said:

Sheeeeeit.  Back in those days parents would pay good money to send you to summer camp just to get rid of you.  I went to more camps than I can remember. 

Figure it out yourself was another directive.  Now we got helicopter parents hovering over their kids 24/7/365 going on all those summer trips, sports tourneys etc with them, 

So glad I was able to avoid most (not all, daughter played club soccer for 2 years) of that. IMO, club sports is just a freaking racket.

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21 hours ago, TheSanDiegan said:

Okay. Story time. 

 :waiting:

This seems freaking nuts. I'm sure I missed something but what if you have called them up with your credit card info? They wouldn't take payment over the phone?

1 hour ago, NMpackalum said:

Hospitals are terrible at finance. At least my hospital is more than willing to take credit cards no when questions ask. Adjudicate it later when you have the money in hand.

 

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9 minutes ago, renoskier said:

So glad I was able to avoid most (not all, daughter played club soccer for 2 years) of that. IMO, club sports is just a freaking racket.

One of my best friends from when we were 10 years old has turned into the modern day Marv Marinovich with his kid.  I'm like bro, I met you at the same age smoking cigarettes behind 7-11 and we drank 40s before our HS varsity Bball games.  Chill on your kid. 

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9 minutes ago, renoskier said:

This seems freaking nuts. I'm sure I missed something but what if you have called them up with your credit card info? They would take payment over the phone?

 

That was what she first suggested but after dealing with the recurring issues since my wife was victimized by ID theft I am not comfortable giving out the information on the phone. When we discussed this it was settled that I would come in yesterday. But my knee pain has become so debilitating when I even so much as limp into a store on errands that my wife has been pulling all the weight on such things over the last week.

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4 minutes ago, 702Canary said:

One of my best friends from when we were 10 years old has turned into the modern day Marv Marinovich with his kid.  I'm like bro, I met you at the same age smoking cigarettes behind 7-11 and we drank 40s before our HS varsity Bball games.  Chill on your kid. 

Oh man one of my millennial friends was losing his shit over his fiancée's teenage son having gotten busted at school with a vape pen and having reportedly taken a pocketknife with him to school one day. The poor kid ended up in a 72 hour psych eval. :mellow: I told my friend he was excessively redlining... ffs we would go smoke grits on the baseball field or on the other side of the school fence during lunch. Teenage boys gonna teenage boy. :shrug:

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