Let me preface this rant by saying my dad had not been in the best of health for the last few years. It was months after his aorta surgery before my parents' number on my call display did not give me a horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach. You can imagine that a "Call me. It's urgent." message doesn't fill me with glee.
So what was the "Urgent" matter you ask? Their computer. They continuously manage to f#*& it up. Gees, mom. Think a little. :grr:
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