I have been on a three month long waiting list to get Rufio neutered. On December 1, 2010, the first available appointment wasn't until March 8, 2011. Lucky for Rufio. So, I saved the date for his impending doom, and patiently waited to take him into the vet.
This last Monday, I figured it would be best to call ahead to make sure we were set for his surgery, and to finalize any details that I may need to know. I pulled out my brightly colored, printed appointment slip signed by the clinic with all the information and dialed the number.
"Salt Lake Clinic, this is Sharon, how can I help you?"
"What day were you scheduled to come in?"
"Tuesday, March 8. I made the appointment in December."
"Yep."
"Hmm....will you hold for just a minute?"
"Sure."
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"Jenica, I'm looking at your file, and you were scheduled to come in on January 5th, not March the 8th."
"Well, that's strange because I'm holding my receipt that says 'Your scheduled appointment is March 8th. Please be at the clinic between 7 and 8:30 to drop off your pet.'"
"And your paper says you're scheduled to come on the 8th?"
"Yes."
"Hold please."
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"Erm, ok that will work, see you then."
Seriously, if you make an appointment 3 months in advance, you still better call ahead cause they'll lose your reservation! Anyways, I dropped off poor Rufio before work yesterday and met with the doctor before I left. He gave me his pain meds and told me that he would try to "convince" me that he could NOT walk with the cone on his head, but that he was lying.