Taxpayers, Rejoice!

Yes, rejoice- thinking about your wonderful tax dollars at work.

You don’t pay taxes?  Sit down and shut the hell up, I’m not talking to you.

Today taxpayers, you’re paying for an idiot’s trip to the ER for a ….

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TOOTHACHE!

…that the idiot has had for (and I literally quote here) “YEARS”!

Said idiot has been on medicaid HIS ENTIRE LIFE! (Rejoice yet again, taxpayer friend)

Said idiot is now 32 years old!

Said idiot had not one, not two, not three, but FOUR appointments in the last five years to have his tooth pulled.  None of which did he show up for.  All of which he would have ridden in a van that YOU, rejoicing taxpayer, pay to keep on the roads!

Said idiot was dismissed from our practice because he failed to come to those 4 appointments and today called once again, to make another appointment to have his itty, bitty, hurty, wurty, toofy, woofy pulled.

He was DYING (alas!) FROM THE PAIN!!

No appointment, let your fingers do the walking, thank you & have a day.

My sympathy, did I show him it?

He hung up.

He called back.

Pain medicine, please?  I’M DYING LADY!

Negative on the pain meds, dipshit.  Walk to the corner of 5th & Main.  Julio has your meds.

He hung up again.

And had his MOMMY call back.

She ranted, she raved, I giggled, I laughed.

Then she ranted some more.  “FINE!  I’LL TELL YOU WHAT *I’LL* DO AND YOU’LL PAY!! I WILL TAKE HIM TO THE EMERGENCY ROOM, SO THERE!”. Slammed the phone down and made my sweet lil’ ol’ ear ring, I tell you.

So, I called the ER and I told them Rufus was on his way and why.

And they met him at the sliding glass door & told him he was S.O.L.- that he needed to go to a dentist.  Toothaches are not emergencies- especially those you’ve had for 5 years.

So, he crossed the street and visited us, with MOMMY.

And I ever so quietly, ever so calmly told him, “No appointment.  And Mrs. Rufus, Sr.- you start here with that shit you were spewing at me over the phone and I will call 911 so fast, you’re head will spin and I will personally charge you with making threats against ME.”.

Mrs. Rufus, Sr & Rufus slogged their way back to the FREE BUS and went back home, 30 miles away!

So dear taxpayer, rejoice with me!  You’ve paid 32 years- that’s 384 months-   11688 days- for this idiot to have free health care THAT HE DOESN’T EVEN BOTHER TO SHOW UP FOR and God only knows how many times the FREE BUS has picked his sorry ass up (he’s disabled, but honey that hasn’t stopped him from sowing his “seeds” in every damned knothole that would turn up her tail long enough for him to) and you’ve paid for him to be carted all over town.

And just think, when The Spread the Wealth and The Free Health Care Because It’s the Right Thing To Do Plan goes into effect, you’ll get to pay for even more sorry sons of bitches to ride free, drug themselves up free, and clog up the ER where when you have a heart attack from your tax bill, you won’t be able to get into the ER to be seen!

Sounds like plenty to rejoice about to me.

I really wish every person without a job & health coverage who voted for Obama because he was going to make it all better, would get a job.  And I wish that at least 60% of their paychecks went toward paying these low-lifes’ medical bills.

Wonder how long they’d believe in Share the Wealth then?

5 Responses to “Taxpayers, Rejoice!”

  1. Sad part is, you will be FORCED to take care of him…

  2. Too bad I wasn’t there. I’d have knocked his tooth out for free. Now that’s what I call socialized medicine. I’m always willing to help a brutha out.

    :-)

    Joe

  3. Doing some catch-up.
    You made my day.

  4. snigsspot Says:

    Glad I could help Skul. That’s what it’s all about anyway, isn’t it? :D

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