Fat Fuck Receptionist A few months ago, my doctor's office got a new receptionist. A mayo. Since then, both my husband and I have had several screw-ups caused by this fat idiot, but today was the worst of it. Today's screw up actually started a few months ago when Baby Ferret turned one. I booked his appointment exactly 5 days before his actual birthday. The mayo tanker was the one who booked the appointment for me. I recall asking him, very specifically, "is there going to be any problems with his vaccines because the appointment is a few days before his [Baby Ferret's] actual birthday?" The butter bomb assured me that no, there would be no issue. Boy was he wrong. So 5 days before Baby Ferret's birthday, he received 3 vaccines; MMR, Meningitis, and Pneumococcus. Later that afternoon, I received a call from the nurse at the doctor's office apologizing that the receptionist screwed up the date, and that Baby Ferret would need another MMR vaccine because Public Health only recognizes MMR vaccines that are given on the baby's first birthday or later. OK fine, it's just one extra vaccine, and there are no ill side effects from him getting a second one. I was a little irritated, especially because I had specifically asked the receptionist if there was going to be an issue, but the nurse and I decided that Baby Ferret would just get another MMR vaccine at his 15-month appointment. Today was that appointment. I checked in with the fat fuck receptionist, and we waited for the nurse. Baby Ferret was given a combo vaccine of MMR and Varicella (Chicken Pox) so it wasn't even an extra needle. He cried of course, but settled pretty quickly, and we left. When we got home I had to report his vaccines to Public Health. While I was on the phone with the Public Health nurse, she was reviewing his vaccine record and informed me that not only was the MMR vaccine he got 3 months ago invalid, so was the meningitis vaccine. He needed to have another meningitis vaccine or else he wouldn't be considered "up-to-date" on his vaccines, and I may have trouble enrolling him in school. I rang the doctor's office immediately and spoke to the nurse. I was super upset, and completely unloaded on her - she understood I wasn't upset with her, but I told her that because this stupid receptionist fucked up Baby Ferret's appointment, he got 2 vaccines he didn't need at the time and would later need to be repeated. She apologized profusely, and we decided that I would bring him back later this afternoon for the meningitis vaccine. I took the last appointment of the day. Mr. Ferret came with us. When we saw the nurse, she apologized again, and Mr. Ferret told her about all the issues we have had recently with this particular receptionist. She was unimpressed, and promised to tell the doctor about everything that's happened. Baby Ferret got his meningitis vaccine, and we went to sit in the lobby for 20 minutes to make sure there was no reaction. The three of us are waiting in the lobby, everyone else has left and the office is now closed. And who should walk out but the fat fuck receptionist. Then there was this horrible stench - I honestly thought Baby Ferret pooped his pants, so I picked him up and said, "do you need a diaper change, buddy?" The receptionist wheels around, looks straight at me, its face goes red, and it shuffles back into the office. I quickly check Baby Ferret's diaper and it's clean. Mr Ferret pipes up, "that disgusting obeast farted in here, then ran away to hide. Fucking gross."  TL;DR: Fat fuck receptionist screws up my son's appointment so that 2 vaccines he received previously are invalid. Today when we brought him back to receive those vaccines, the mayo farted in the waiting room so badly that the smell could gag a maggot.