tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990890778229196792.post6771164587200127517..comments2024-03-25T00:30:44.421-07:00Comments on Veterinarians Behaving Badly: Judge not lest ye be judgedwebhillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05938934194973454729noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990890778229196792.post-4491856538116674752013-05-05T15:45:49.720-07:002013-05-05T15:45:49.720-07:00Oh, I have direct contrasts from my time at a vet ...Oh, I have direct contrasts from my time at a vet surgery as well. These ones stick in my mind the most:<br /><br />One day, we had a Good Samaritan bring in an immaculately groomed and well-cared for Pomeranian that had encountered a car while exploring. Nothing we could do, the poor darling was gone. Not 10 minutes later, a scruffy stoner-type in his 30's came racing into the clinic, bawling his eyes out asking if we'd seen his puppy. It had gotten out of the yard when someone didn't close the gate properly and he'd been looking everywhere. I broke the bad news to him, he crumpled up on the floor and wept. He took the body home for burial, but before he did, he pulled out a wallet and tried to insist on paying for a consultation. My boss wouldn't let him pay.<br /><br />The prissy family that came in dressed in designer clothes, all the accessories and flooded with perfume and cologne, with their old, but otherwise healthy dog after it had a foot injury? Well, they did allow surgery to save the foot. They did not follow the post-op instructions, despite having them explained by three different people. The dog came back two days later and it was messy. They left the dog with us while they decided, and tried to insist on no medical care because it's too expensive. After all, the surgery didn't work, did it? Clearly my boss was just out for money! Boss gave him comfort measures anyway and didn't bill them. They finally made their mind up to euthanise on the third day, and wept loudly and dramatically about losing such a beloved family member. Mishihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03618556202180054642noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990890778229196792.post-58927879233668699632013-05-03T07:28:41.009-07:002013-05-03T07:28:41.009-07:00The pole dancers always paid in singles, but they ...The pole dancers always paid in singles, but they paid, I just didn't handle the bills. Then there's the woman that drives up in the Escalade to pick up her cat that had been spayed through the low cost humane society service....and complainedAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13001875002253209603noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990890778229196792.post-11320298796060604232013-05-03T07:27:45.090-07:002013-05-03T07:27:45.090-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13001875002253209603noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4990890778229196792.post-50736109118584322342013-05-02T21:35:38.917-07:002013-05-02T21:35:38.917-07:00Sounds completely consistent: Prostitutes work for...Sounds completely consistent: Prostitutes work for a living and ministers are con artists. <br /><br />Oh! Did I say that out loud?Envyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05750233035571534547noreply@blogger.com