Thursday, March 23, 2006


I hate collections agents.

I just got off the phone with my personal bitch of a collections agent. I recognize her voice. That is sad.

Anyway, we're in dealings over this damn emergency room bill from when Elizabeth tried to eat Ajax and made me want to puke with fear. (I just went and looked for a post on this to link to, but I can't find one. I must have skipped posting about this horrible day.)

I got a bill for it last October for $100, and I recently paid it in full at the beginning of this month. Now all of a sudden they are telling me that I owe another $320. What the hell?

Chase me forever. Like I have $320 to spend on an emergency room visit during which no treatment was administered, the medical personnel spent no more than five total minutes in the same room with my child AND the ultimate diagnosis turned out to be that she had NOT ingested Ajax at all in any way, shape or form. This was determined by the doctor (who was in and out so fast he was a blur) who just looked at her mouth, and said, no, she didn't eat Ajax. Go home.
So yeah, that's totally worth another $320.

Can you imagine the cost if they had actually DONE something!?!
Argh, medical care! Argh, collections!

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