Marion Cobretti
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Am I A Naggy Person?
Last night while laying in bed, I did some self reflecting and questioned if Im becoming a naggy person. My mom is a bit on the naggy side, so this is kinda what made me question if Im becoming like her. I know GAF, whether right or wrong, is brutally honest, so Id appreciate your opinion.
So, a few examples of things that Ive done recently that got me pondering if Im some naggy person thats a burn and causing inconvenience to peoples lives.
1. I live on a fairly narrow street that only allows parking on one side of the street. Therefore, parking is a bit limited. On top of this, my block is flanked by 2 body shops to the south, and 4 car dealerships to the north. All located on the corners.
The body shop, limited on space, often time will park cars that theyre working on, on the street for days at a time. The car dealerships, for whatever reason, doesnt feel the need to supply their employees with parking, so more often than not, the employees are taking up a good chunk of the parking on my street. On street cleaning days, theyre like hawks waiting for the street cleaner to roll by so that can immediately grab the parking spots.
Another thing the car dealerships do, is park massive big rigs on my narrow street, to unload and load cars. Often blocking people in, as well as essentially turning my street into a one way street as cars have to wait for clearance to get passed the big rig. Some times to the point where it can kinda result in traffic, or cause people to miss the light.
I went ahead and did a little research, and found out that the city has already made it clear to the dealership that theyre not allowed to load and unload cars on a residential street. I went ahead took pictures every time they did this for a couple weeks, and have since reported them and had them cited. Ive also gone ahead and petitioned to have permit parking enforced on my street so that only residents and their guest can park on my street. The permit parking is still up in the air though. But basically, theres almost never any parking on my street due to the employees of the dealership and Body shop parking their cars there.
2. My neighbor, fairly young, as a tiny little shit dog that barks all day and all night. To the point that I have to wonder if its due to negligence, but I think it might have more to do with the dog thinking its master of the home. In any case, its always barking its brains out, and after having been woken up by it many times in the middle of the night, or the morning, I finally snapped and called animal control on my neighbor.
3. A few days ago, my father had a bad accident which resulted in a broken wrist, heel, and a fractured pelvis. When we got to the ER, the sent him off to do X-rays. As I waited in his room, I couldnt help but notice that there was a doctor there he had a really bad attitude, who I heard openly talk shit about patients, used bad language, and worst of all, was shoving his fingers fairly deep into his mouth to use as a tooth pick. Granted, he did wash his hands, but I saw him do it repeatedly.
Eventually, my father was brought back to his room, and the doctors diagnosis was that his wrist and pelvis where broken. He was very short with us, which I can understand, as ER doctors must be pressed for time and very stressed out, but the whole time I waited for my dad to return from X-rays, he was just sitting around not doing anything picking his teeth with his fingers.
Any ways, I pointed out to the doctor that my fathers ankle was super swollen, and asked what he made of it. He examined the foot, asked my father if he felt any pain, and my father so no. Mind you, my father is 62, and was on morphine and adrenaline when asked. ER doctor said it seemed fine based on my dads answer. The next day, my dad kept complaining about a pain in his foot. A full 24 hours later, after having been seen by 3 doctors, an orthopedic doctor saw my dad, and instantly noticed that his heel was broken. Sent him off to X-rays, got confirmation, and immediately put a cast on it. My dad sat in a hospital for a full day with a broken heel, and it took 3 doctors to notice.
At this point I was pretty frustrated, and tried to get in touch with the doctor to ask him how it was possible that he could miss such a thing. I couldnt get in touch with the doctor, but the front desk asked why I wanted to speak to him, I explained why, and they told me the supervisor would get in touch with me when she was free. Shortly there after, the doctor calls me, now with a completely friendly demeanor, and essentially tried to put all the blame on my father, claiming that when he asked my dad about the injury, that my dad said he didnt feel any pain, so he figured it was okay. When I then asked how come he didnt do an X-rays on the foot, when he did the other X-rays, he answered Well, people often complain about radiation, so we try to keep the X-rays to a minimum. He then reiterated that when he asked my father about his foot, my father claimed he didnt feel any pain.
After that, I spoke with his supervisor, told her about my entire experience, and she wasnt having it. She seemed pretty bothered by the treatment my father got, as well as the unprofessional etiquette the doctor was displaying in the ER. Since then, I have been informed that he is being sent to a peer review.
So any ways, all of this has basically happened in the last 2 weeks. Last night while in bed, I started wondering if maybe Im being too naggy, and perhaps Im not picking and choosing the right battles.
Am I becoming some grumpy whiney bitch? Or are my actions reasonable and justified? Im 31 years old.
Last night while laying in bed, I did some self reflecting and questioned if Im becoming a naggy person. My mom is a bit on the naggy side, so this is kinda what made me question if Im becoming like her. I know GAF, whether right or wrong, is brutally honest, so Id appreciate your opinion.
So, a few examples of things that Ive done recently that got me pondering if Im some naggy person thats a burn and causing inconvenience to peoples lives.
1. I live on a fairly narrow street that only allows parking on one side of the street. Therefore, parking is a bit limited. On top of this, my block is flanked by 2 body shops to the south, and 4 car dealerships to the north. All located on the corners.
The body shop, limited on space, often time will park cars that theyre working on, on the street for days at a time. The car dealerships, for whatever reason, doesnt feel the need to supply their employees with parking, so more often than not, the employees are taking up a good chunk of the parking on my street. On street cleaning days, theyre like hawks waiting for the street cleaner to roll by so that can immediately grab the parking spots.
Another thing the car dealerships do, is park massive big rigs on my narrow street, to unload and load cars. Often blocking people in, as well as essentially turning my street into a one way street as cars have to wait for clearance to get passed the big rig. Some times to the point where it can kinda result in traffic, or cause people to miss the light.
I went ahead and did a little research, and found out that the city has already made it clear to the dealership that theyre not allowed to load and unload cars on a residential street. I went ahead took pictures every time they did this for a couple weeks, and have since reported them and had them cited. Ive also gone ahead and petitioned to have permit parking enforced on my street so that only residents and their guest can park on my street. The permit parking is still up in the air though. But basically, theres almost never any parking on my street due to the employees of the dealership and Body shop parking their cars there.
2. My neighbor, fairly young, as a tiny little shit dog that barks all day and all night. To the point that I have to wonder if its due to negligence, but I think it might have more to do with the dog thinking its master of the home. In any case, its always barking its brains out, and after having been woken up by it many times in the middle of the night, or the morning, I finally snapped and called animal control on my neighbor.
3. A few days ago, my father had a bad accident which resulted in a broken wrist, heel, and a fractured pelvis. When we got to the ER, the sent him off to do X-rays. As I waited in his room, I couldnt help but notice that there was a doctor there he had a really bad attitude, who I heard openly talk shit about patients, used bad language, and worst of all, was shoving his fingers fairly deep into his mouth to use as a tooth pick. Granted, he did wash his hands, but I saw him do it repeatedly.
Eventually, my father was brought back to his room, and the doctors diagnosis was that his wrist and pelvis where broken. He was very short with us, which I can understand, as ER doctors must be pressed for time and very stressed out, but the whole time I waited for my dad to return from X-rays, he was just sitting around not doing anything picking his teeth with his fingers.
Any ways, I pointed out to the doctor that my fathers ankle was super swollen, and asked what he made of it. He examined the foot, asked my father if he felt any pain, and my father so no. Mind you, my father is 62, and was on morphine and adrenaline when asked. ER doctor said it seemed fine based on my dads answer. The next day, my dad kept complaining about a pain in his foot. A full 24 hours later, after having been seen by 3 doctors, an orthopedic doctor saw my dad, and instantly noticed that his heel was broken. Sent him off to X-rays, got confirmation, and immediately put a cast on it. My dad sat in a hospital for a full day with a broken heel, and it took 3 doctors to notice.
At this point I was pretty frustrated, and tried to get in touch with the doctor to ask him how it was possible that he could miss such a thing. I couldnt get in touch with the doctor, but the front desk asked why I wanted to speak to him, I explained why, and they told me the supervisor would get in touch with me when she was free. Shortly there after, the doctor calls me, now with a completely friendly demeanor, and essentially tried to put all the blame on my father, claiming that when he asked my dad about the injury, that my dad said he didnt feel any pain, so he figured it was okay. When I then asked how come he didnt do an X-rays on the foot, when he did the other X-rays, he answered Well, people often complain about radiation, so we try to keep the X-rays to a minimum. He then reiterated that when he asked my father about his foot, my father claimed he didnt feel any pain.
After that, I spoke with his supervisor, told her about my entire experience, and she wasnt having it. She seemed pretty bothered by the treatment my father got, as well as the unprofessional etiquette the doctor was displaying in the ER. Since then, I have been informed that he is being sent to a peer review.
So any ways, all of this has basically happened in the last 2 weeks. Last night while in bed, I started wondering if maybe Im being too naggy, and perhaps Im not picking and choosing the right battles.
Am I becoming some grumpy whiney bitch? Or are my actions reasonable and justified? Im 31 years old.
