Thursday, May 10, 2012

Middle School Vaccination Schedule

Lately I will have some sort of interaction with another real life adult and it sets me off and I can only describe it as delayed rage.

For example, I have been going into CVS on the weekend because they tempt me with a 25% off coupon so I have been stocking up there instead of Target on tissues, tp, cereal, shampoo, etc.  One day I bought an $8 item that didn't work out and so I brought it back in its bag with the receipt.  When I entered the store the one clerk had many customers in line so I did my 30 minute shopping.  When I faced him to pay I told him I had this item to return first and then I had a cart full of items.  He did my return and when he finished ringing up my $60 worth of stuff (the prior week I bought $100 worth of items) he said,

"Next time you have something to return, you should do the return first and then shop.  This way........there won't be any problems.  Not that there were any problems."

Maybe it is because this worker is so fricking annoying--such as he comments on practically every item he touches as he rings it up, and maybe it is because sometimes there is a rude worker in the prescription area, but I just stared at him wondering what the hell he just said.  And then on the way home I had road rage but luckily no one was in my way so no innocent people were hurt.

And when I got home everyone was there and I spewed forth my anger--insinuating that by not immediately returning my $8 item, I could have brought in an empty CVS bag and put a new item in it and asked for a return.  As if.  And here I have spent hundreds and hundreds of hard earned dollars at this very store for 6 years.  And never steal.  And pay all my taxes.  Hubs stared at me rather amazed.  He said that the clerk may have had a point.  He may have but he pissed me off.  And what I should have said is "Oh really, well if there had been a problem as you say, then we would have really had a problem.  And why don't you go check your security camera if you are insinuating that I am in any way now or in the future a problem.

And then last night before bed I checked a vm left for me earlier that day from a school nurse at the middle school.  In our family of three boys, they get vaccinations for school prior to Kindergarten and prior to middle school (6th grade).  That is the rule so the boys know the expectation.  In fact, when Oldest was getting his prior to his 6th grade, the doc stated that Middle (two grades younger) could go ahead and get his, but I told the doc we would wait for the routine I have established.  And I always go right when school lets out for summer.

Youngest will be entering 6th grade and the elementary school nurse has told Hubs in the hallway (he teaches at same school Youngest attends) a couple months ago that Youngest will need shots for middle school.  She sounded alarmed.  In fact she may have told him twice.  A sealed letter came home last month stating that he will need to get up-to-date by Middle School and how docs get busy in summer and how if we get it done prior to the end of this school year, it makes it easy to put in his file or otherwise I will have to deliver it to the middle school.  Actually our doc is fabulous and evens sees people that day or next day at the latest.  So it has been on my To Do that when school lets out soon on a Wed I am taking him on Thurs or Friday.  By the way, the school's administration works the following week and lots in the month of June so the thought of dropping off his vaccination form to the middle school does not bother me.  Plus, I take the son who gets shots our to eat and for dessert too.

Imagine my surprise when I listened to my vm late last night.  This middle school nurse had a high pitched, very worried, very concerned, escalated freak-out in her voice about how Youngest NEEDS TO GO TO THE DOCTOR FOR HIS VACCINATIONS and how she needs to get that form THIS MONTH (she said that twice) or else he will not be able to go to Middle School.  I was livid.  I have a short fuse these days.  I am going to be 50 years old next month.  I get pissed off.  I didn't even make those italics--I swear they just appeared.  If it was daytime when I heard that vm I would have called her and told her I was well aware of the form and I do not fu**ing appreciate her tone with me as I am well aware that a student can walk in the door the day of school if need be from another state and get registered so you do not need to fuck with me.  Any advice?

5 comments:

tiff said...

we work in the school...and we get our vaccinations when we get our vaccinations...in fact we are procrastinators...we waited until our boys' had already started 6th grade...oh did i mention that where the boys' go to school their dad is the principal...ha! we also got multiple messages via email, snail mail and phone calls...finally the nurse went in and just told rick the days he needed to get to the clinic for the boys....we don't really have a relationship with one doctor...so it is not as quick...but we do believe in vaccinations...but like i said we are TRUE procrastinators!!!! that is bad as a couple, huh? i think you do what you always do...and give the nurse the finger...just sayin'!

Mel said...

Oh my. Been there, done that, visit periodically, even though I want more than anything to be mellow and calm. Even my son points out that I am quick to get angry/defensive/rude when dealing with belligerent or pissy attitudes from others. I guess I'm becoming a cranky old woman.

My advice to myself is to take a deep breath and smile a deceptively clueless smile and ask, what did you mean by that? or Excuse me? and let the issue unfold and resolve. But I don't take my advice. I do what you do, I let it roll, then get in my car, then think about it, then let delayed rage kick in and then blow a gasket.

I am blaming hormone imbalances, increasingly frustrating memory issues, increasingly disengaged family members, old age, stupid thoughtless people,and anything else I can sling some blame at. It can't be all my fault, can it? I don't think I can add any more guilt to my anger ball.

I feel your pain and wish you luck dealing with the annoyances of daily life.

Hang in there!

Heather said...

Oh boy! I hate when stupid people get me worked up. Just makes me angrier that I am wasting all that fuel on the stupid person.

I will say that I have always found school nurses to be a tad dramatic and a little over zealous in their jobs. Just saying!

Wander to the Wayside said...

I can't speak to school vaccinations or nurses, but I'm with you on the short fuse! My daughter and I were talking about rude people earlier today, how it seems like so many people are out for themselves and everyone else can just fuck off. My road rage is even irritating me, though I think is justified in most instances. The other day a guy almost hit me head-on by being in my lane coming around a curve, talking on his cell phone, and scared the crap out of me. I screamed something you YOU GODDAMN JACKASS, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?, and a few minutes later my 6 year old grandson says "mawmaw, what's a jackass?"! Anyway, I guess it's the times we live in, so many people worried or disengaged or preoccupied, and it brings out the short temper in us.

Patois42 said...

I like the thought of us 50-year-old women blaming our short fuses on hormones.

I have no advice but to cut yourself slack.