My father insist’s on me going to pay my Dr. Consultations. He gave me a credit card and all that. And I have no problem going to pay. In fact, I kinda like it, that I get to use the credit card once in a while, and pay for things, and be all responsible and stuff.
BUT!
Then he get’s all up in ma groove. Cuz I didn’t order the correct, statment or whatever in the reciept. And why would I need to ask for this correct thing in the reciept. Well becasue, my father needs this reciepts so that the insurance can give him back the money he paid for this consultation.
Of course
Since he’s my father. And I wished you knew my father. He takes it all out on me. (Like verbally, like shouting and stuff. He never hit’s me. OR I WOUD HIT HIM BACK. I hate parent’s who hit their child)
Anyway.
After I listen to whatever he has to say. LIKE “Oh, the guys at the insurance won’t give me back my money, cuz, you didn’t order the correct things. BLABLABLA”
Soon after
He’s the one, who has to go, and ask for the correct thing on the receipt. And I’m just left there thinking. We would have saved a lot of trouble, if you would have gone there in the first place, and paid for it yourself.
So
I’ma tell him that.
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