This post is old, so what you see here may not reflect my current opinion and mindset, certain information may be outdated, and links may be broken.
A Successful Day
As Daddy said, I had a successful day! Sort of. It started out rather horribly, but it all turned all right in the end. :) I managed to kill two birds with one stone today. Muhahaha.
First Dosage of HPV Vaccination
Let’s get the bad stuff out of the way, shall we? I received my Human papillomavirus vaccination today. Well, just the first dosage. After I celebrated my birthday, I realised I had to hurry up and get it done since the hospital I go to has the cut-off date of 26. Meep!
I went there, and I discovered something interesting. See, getting the shot part was easy. Getting the information on how to receive paperwork for my insurance company turned out to be a very, very difficult and teeth-grinding experience. Let’s just say they sent me around in circles today. I went from here to here:
- Front desk area — Gave me a number and told me to wait.
- Immunisation room — Received the shot (Ow!) and was told to go to PAD.
- PAD area — Here they told me to go to OPR, and I snapped at them on how I was sent here. They consulted OPR and took me over there.
- Out Patients’ Records area — I spent fifteen minutes for them to put my information into their computerised database. After they were done, I asked them about my “receipt”. They finally told me that I will receive a bill in the mail. I asked, “How long will that take?” They didn’t know. So they sent me to the Treasury office.
- Treasury Office — Their office was right next to PAD area. I was fuming by then at the hospital staff’s stupidity. Luckily, I was helped by a much smarter lady, and I ran into my former co-worker who works there now.
. . . ARGH. Let’s just say I left the hospital with a huge scowl on my face.
Ceru the Cellphone
After a quick stop at my big boss’ office to drop off my time sheet, I went to this Business Centre nearby. See, I’ve been wanting a new cellphone for the longest time now. Daddy said he’d buy me a phone, but the central problem in this situation was for me to try to transfer my current number into a new phone. My phone company, LG Telecom, are run by relatives of the morons I ran into at the hospital, I think. My friend (who’s Korean) became my translator, and we went one of their offices off-base and even called their informational hotline to be told this: They told me that I am unable to do that without an Alien Registration number, which I do not have since I’m under an entirely different visa from the other foreigners here. Upon that revelation, I became quite unhappy on Korean’s strict laws against foreigners.
However, at the Business Centre, the guy simply told me this: if the phone is registered under me, the number will be transferred regardless of having that Alien Registration number or not. Now that’s what I wanted to hear, and I spent some time in there looking for a phone of my preference. In the end, I chose this awesome silvery-blue thing:
Everyone, this Samsung SPH-B8650 is now known as Ceru (short for “Cerulean”) the Cellphone. It cost me $180, but Daddy will cover it for me as a late birthday present. Thank you, Daddy! And thank you sooooooo much, Business Centre, for being very logical and smart! You have gained a loyal customer! The black phone is my old one, Hass, and it will be used as my alarm clock from now on.
I also finished my rough draft of my fic today. Go me! I got the first dose of HPV vaccination, a new cellphone, and a finished draft! Plus, tomorrow’s my day off. My life’s fully and utterly complete!