Actually shaking and fucking crying. $3,400 for five teeth. I thought there’d be a payment plan or something but no. They really expected me to pay $3,400 in full today.
I wasn’t informed of payment options. I wasn’t informed of the price before a week ago. I’ve been preparing and waiting for this for over a fucking year!
Financial worker asked how much I could afford today. Said $10. Then she told me I couldn’t get the surgery. Told her I guess I’m just too poor to fucking exist. Just left. So sick of it. I’m begging for wage slavery and begging for thousands of dollars in medical debt. I’m begging for these awful fucking things, credit cards as well. It’s like I’m going around screaming “kick me in the nuts!” at the nut-kicking convention and nobody can fucking hear me, or worse, hears me and says they’d rather kick someone who’s wasted away more of their time behind a cash register than I have in the nuts.
My teeth are gonna come in crooked, penetrating my sinuses and squeezing my other teeth together so hard I don’t go a day without bleeding and swelling. It’s only gonna get worse.
FUCK.
Honestly, that’d probably be enough to unfixably radicalize me toward headline-making. You have my sincerest condolences, homie.
Can’t believe I stopped being a Maoist lol. I was so angry. I’m more zen now. But sometimes an apparition of Gonzalo appears faintly in the back of my mind and tells me to redacted power generators and pig stations.
Ah yes, the voice I call ‘the out-of-pocket’/‘scaring the maidens’ voice. That voice that just sits in the back of the bus with a shit-eating grin like “man, aren’t you just SICK of playing by the rules? Aren’t you just TIRED of playing nice with these muhfuckas?”