argh!

someone. dropped. the. ball.

after a very harrowing experience at the human resources department at the great organization that is bancroft neurohealth, I was informed that my health insurance and other benefits kicked in on august 1st not september 1st. turns out that when I switched to working in education the date changed because the programs are different. so why didn’t anybody inform me of this? my theory is that the whole world is out to get me, and that’s what I’m sticking with.

why does this matter to me so much? my. chest. hurts. so. bad. as avid readers know, my youngest niece was terribly sick for almost half of the short life she’s lived thus far. I regret not informing all of you of this sooner, but all is well now. she was diagnosed with whooping cough. my whole family that was in contact with her were vaccinated so that there was no chance they would contract the infection. one problem: my older sister, Jaime, and I no longer live at home. it had completely slipped everyone’s mind that we were in contact with her while we were home, thus, no vaccinations. fast forward four months: my older sister was diagnosed with whooping cough. my chest has hurt for the past three weeks at least. I mean, maybe I’m just paranoid, but I really wish someone would have told me I could have seen a doctor instead of waiting weeks to get something checked out that could potentially be dangerous.

thank you, bancroft. something like this really shows me whose side you’re really on.
(I don’t even know what that means, but it sounded like a vengeful way to end an otherwise unimportant post).