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Mar. 6th, 2007 11:20 amHit the top corner of my forehead on the CD rack first thing this morning and gave myself a nasty scratch.
Dentist for a check-up. My old dentist has gone for good now; his patients have been taken over by a British Indian dentist, who seems a nice chap. As I laid back in the chair the nurse asked whether I'd banged my head today, I replied yes and she said "I thought it looked like a fresh one." She asked how I did it, I said "Altercation with a CD rack." She had no answer to that.
I'd clean forgotten that I'm still down for a scale and polish with every check-up, so the bill came to £45 instead of the £20 I'd been expecting. I did have £40 on me, as I'd brought along a £20 note with the intention of changing it at the bank, for coins to pay my social fund and bonus ball subs tomorrow. What I didn't have on me was my cash card. So I had to walk all the way home to fetch my card, then trek all the way back to town draw out £20, queue in the bank to change it into fivers and coins, and pay the dentist the outstanding £5.
While at home getting my card, I calculated the savings I'd have to make on my month's budget. The first thing that had to go was my planned outing to the second Portsmouth heat of South Coast Idol this Thursday. I phoned Jade and left a message on her voicemail to say she could have my tickets; once I'd finished paying off the dentist and making the appointment for my next check-up in September, I posted them to her first class. I'll also have to miss the girls' game at Southampton on Sunday.
At least my teeth got a clean bill of health.
For all that I'm glad to have broken my dependence on Mistress Overdraft, this is one of those times when I miss having her at my disposal. Ah well, I guess it'll be worth it come my holiday in July.
Dentist for a check-up. My old dentist has gone for good now; his patients have been taken over by a British Indian dentist, who seems a nice chap. As I laid back in the chair the nurse asked whether I'd banged my head today, I replied yes and she said "I thought it looked like a fresh one." She asked how I did it, I said "Altercation with a CD rack." She had no answer to that.
I'd clean forgotten that I'm still down for a scale and polish with every check-up, so the bill came to £45 instead of the £20 I'd been expecting. I did have £40 on me, as I'd brought along a £20 note with the intention of changing it at the bank, for coins to pay my social fund and bonus ball subs tomorrow. What I didn't have on me was my cash card. So I had to walk all the way home to fetch my card, then trek all the way back to town draw out £20, queue in the bank to change it into fivers and coins, and pay the dentist the outstanding £5.
While at home getting my card, I calculated the savings I'd have to make on my month's budget. The first thing that had to go was my planned outing to the second Portsmouth heat of South Coast Idol this Thursday. I phoned Jade and left a message on her voicemail to say she could have my tickets; once I'd finished paying off the dentist and making the appointment for my next check-up in September, I posted them to her first class. I'll also have to miss the girls' game at Southampton on Sunday.
At least my teeth got a clean bill of health.
For all that I'm glad to have broken my dependence on Mistress Overdraft, this is one of those times when I miss having her at my disposal. Ah well, I guess it'll be worth it come my holiday in July.
