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Screw Planned Parenthood...I'm getting my Ring and getting outta here! I've been having an okay couple of days. Today I got to bid on a Catholic Church in the morning right after mass, and go to Planned Parenthood about six hours later. I think the Church might consider what we're doing, but we'll see. I've still got to touch base with some of my other proposals. We'll see how that goes too, heh. And, yes, I've decided as soon as my medical benefits kick in, I'm finding another gyno. Waiting an hour over your appointment time to see the doctor is bogus. I don't care if they have walk-ins, the walk-ins should go AFTER those who've made appointments. Otherwise, what is the point of making the appointment? For the record, the walk-ins are probably their biggest business, that's why. Usually the women I see in there are either a) poor trailor trash type mothers needing low cost gyno care or b) young teenagers 14+ with cute faces, tiny bodies, all made up and giggly over being in such a place. Personally, the latter scares me more, especially seeing how young they are. I almost want to ask them if they're really having sex because, frankly, that scares me. Retrospectively, I guess Dan could stand a chance with a young girl seeing some of the tramps I've seen in there, but it still bothers me. I mean, these are obviously well cared for and well off girls, why should they be in the Planned Parenthood? Can't they just wise up, tell their parents, and get GOOD medical care somewhere else? Is there a reason they have to come to the one lower class clinic for miles around to remind me how poor and old I am? It must be something because it seriously gets my goat. Anyway, the service at Planned Parenthood sucks, so I'm going to find someone real for next year. Someone that will actually see me at my appointment time. Someone that isn't hella rough with surgeon's hands on my twat. Oh no, I'm going to find someone GOOD and stop wasting my time with those lazy bitches. In good news, I learned that the black guy who lives behind us smokes, shares, and is generally rather nice. I'm pretty sure he can tell I've got the wet twat for him, but I don't mind. He's a Fiiiine brother, especially when dressed in business wear. I learned today he's in sales as well, but for copiers! I found that rather funny as selling copiers was often used as an example in my sales training. Its good to know someone else in the same industry though. We were able to share a couple of good laughs. With the semi open door policy now, I'll try to drop by more often and see what I can learn. That reminds me, I've got to chat Larry up again in the office tomorrow before I head out to bid on yet another church and parochial school. Hey, someone's got to do it, and I know religious institutions have money. Daphne |