A SLIGHT HICCUP

Or rather a projectile vomit.

I'm not sure if I've previously mentioned that I work part-time for an extremely rich, snobby, anal, uptight, self-absorbed female dentist, hereafter referred to as Verbosia.

I've been working for her 2 days a week. Her fees are astronomical and as her fees have increased, the clientele have steadily declined, to the point where I was only seeing 2-3 patients a day as none of the new patient were being retained. I think it was because when I gave them their treatment plans, they realised they were going to have to sell a kidney or a first born child to fund their 2 fillings.

Verbosia has issues with her neck (her neck? Her head more like.) due to working herself like a dog, and also needs time to spend getting facials, manicures and Botox injections. She's the sort of person who delights in telling people "Ugh, I hate supermarkets." Consequently, she only shops at designer grocery stores. Anyway, I digress.

She's been asking me repeatedly to work more days for her and I've been repeatedly saying no. No, no no no no. I don't see enough patients to fill one day, let alone another one, so no. No. No no.

Anway, the long of the short of it is that eventually I had to tell her I have my own practice. She sacked me on the spot and told me I was unethical and disgusting.

I can understand her being angry though.

Anyway, so I'm looking for another part-time job.

*sigh*

THE PROBLEM WITH THE GAY AND LESBIAN MARDI GRAS:

There are too many 16 year olds trying to look like this:

or this

The parade was very long. I must be getting old because I look at all the teenagers and wonder how on earth their parents let them go out at night wearing corsets and fishnet stockings.

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Anyway, I'm back at work now, sitting in the quiet.

After a number of months here, I discovered what a bad reputation the previous dentist had, and how she destroyed any goodwill that may have been here. So, I'm getting myself into more debt by spending money on marketing to completely rehaul the image of the practice, as well as give it an internal makeover.

Apparently, Mrs Whippy renovated the practice only 2 years ago but the flooring she used was so cheap and nasty it looks terrible. You can also see where all the off-cuts of vinyl she used have been "sealed".

I'm redoing crowns and bridges she only placed a year ago at half price. The technician has kindly agreed to meet me halfway on his fee. All these patients have been complaining about sensitivity on their crowns and were simply told that it was just the way their teeth are. Thing is, when you look at the crowns, they don't fit - at all.

I also hate the fact that she gets her husband to ring here on the days I'm working my other job to try and suss out what I'm doing.

OLD FRIENDS

Last night, TJ's ex-girlfriend, Clogs, arrived from overseas with her current boyfriend. She's been living in Europe for a number of years.

TJ and Clogs dated for 5 years. I was actually pretty nervous about meeting her as TJ had warned me that she would probqbly be horrible to me, as she had been a bit mean to TJ's other ex-girlfriend (I know how to pick 'em, don't I?) when she met her. According to TJ, Clogs is still madly in love with him and wants to marry him and is extremely possessive.

I met her and she was perfectly pleasant.

TJ is stroking his own ego.

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By the way, thankyou to the ones and twos of you who have given me support in this business angst!!! I could post pages and pages about all the drama I've been through, but I wouldn't want to sound like a bigger whiner than I already do.

Kisses!