Me: “I need to schedule my son’s checkup and he will also need rabies pre-exposure shots.”
Receptionist: “Has your son been bitten?”
Me: “No. This is a school requirement for students who will be handling animals.”
Receptionist: “Well, you can explain it to the doctor when you come in for your check-up.”
Me: “But, this is something the doctor is going to have to special order in for the appointment.”
Receptionist: “You can explain it to the doctor when you come in for your check-up.”
Me: “Can you just leave a note saying what I am requesting?”
Receptionist: “You can explain it to the doctor when you come in for your check-up.”
Me: sigh

Me: “I haven’t gotten my son’s financial aid report or any kind of status report.”
Financial Aid Person: “What is his name and date of birth and social security number?”
Me: quickly spout out the requested information
Financial Aid Person: “He is in the system.”
Me: “Can you tell me if there is a problem is so that I can try to fix it.”
Financial Aid Person: “Not without your son’s written authorization.”
Me: “How can we do that?”
Financial Aid Person: “I will mail him a form.”
Me: sigh

Me: “My son needs rabies pre-exposure shots.”
Nurse T: “Has your son been bitten?”
Me: “No. This is a school requirement for students who will be handling animals.”
Nurse T: “Well, you can explain it to the doctor.”
Me: “My son needs rabies pre-exposure shots.”
Dr. B: “Has your son been bitten?”
Me: “No. This is a school requirement for students who will be handling animals.”
Dr. B: “We don’t have anything like that here. I will write you a prescription.”
Me: sigh

Me: “I have a script that the doctor wrote for rabies pre-exposure shots.”
Pharmacist: “Ummm, I’ll have to look that up. Come back in 45 minutes.”
Me: sigh
The next 45 minutes are spent chasing Evan in the toy aisles.
Me: “I’m here to be told that you can’t fill my son’s script.”
Pharmacist: “Ummm, I don’t know how to fill this script. Maybe you should take it to a veterinarian. Or the CDC.”
Me: sigh