Idiot vet staff

[trystinn]

The regular receptionist at the vet's office is a dour-faced crank. The tech working the desk this morning was almost worse. I walk in with both rabbits in individual carriers, this ensues:

V: Are they aggressive?
T: To each other? Possibly, they are un-neutered males so that's always chancy. They are very much accustomed to humans, though. But they are nervous at being transported.
V: So who are they?
T: Thistle and Frasier, my name is Cook.
V: I'm not seeing them. (flipping through pages) What's their names?
T: Thistle & Frasier. Possibly under my last name Cook?
V: What's their names again?
T: (mind you, each carrier has a piece of tape with their names written on it) Thistle and Frasier.
V: So how do we tell them apart?
T: They are different colors. (She hasn't looked over the counter once) Thistle is a black & white spotted lop, Frasier is a red velveteen mini-rex.
V: What's their names again?
T: Thistle and Frasier.
V: I see Thistle, but not the other one. (she's looking at a spiral notebook, btw).
T: (At this point, I roll my eyes and realize the other woman waiting in the vet's office is giggling at how ridiculous the situation is)
V: I don't see anything with Frasier's name on it, did he have a pre-op appointment?
T: Yes, they both did. I brought in individual write ups on the rabbits when I came in.
V: Thistle and what's the other one, again?
T: Frasier.
V: (getting frustrated) Does it matter?
T: Well, yes, Frasier is a pound and a half smaller than Thistle.
V: That's not much.
T: When you weigh less than 5 pounds, that's a huge difference for the anesthesia.
V: So who is who?
T: Thistle (raises up kennel, name is clearly on it) and Frasier (raise up other kennel, name is also clear).
V: Okay, whatever. (Takes each rabbit back singly after another round of 'who is who')

While she was gone, the other lady in the office reached forward and patted my hand, whispering "Thistle and Frasier, I'll never forget their names now!"

Comments

[saffronhare.livejournal.com]

Oh, how aggravating...and not exactly a boost to your faith in them taking care of the buns. Hope they came through everything just fine today. You know, except for the genital edits.

[tryst-inn.livejournal.com]

Not confidence inspiring at all - you're quite right. I'm trying to hope that she was just out of her element, possibly taking over for a sick co-worker and suffering from morning brain.

Gods know, I am very sympathetic to those of us who suffer from morning brain. *wink* Still laughing over my Bandit/Gambit goof yesterday.

[keastree.livejournal.com]

Imagine a world where we can buy health insurance for our pets....

Ooops! We already can. Insurance ruins everything.

[paigemom.livejournal.com]

wow. She sounds like she works down here, where all service sucks.

[gentledaddy.livejournal.com]

Wow.

@_@

Sounds like real winners in that vet office!

[wild-heart.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty sure that by the third repetition, I would have lost my cherub-like demeanor and gone all NJ on her ass.

Glad the boys are fine.