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I spent three nights by myself at the condo, had a wonderfully relaxing time, returned to the house still feeling relaxed.  I'll get ready for a 3-mile run in a few minutes.  After I get back I'll start prep for Maids Day tomorrow, and I'll cook dinner tonight.

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Meanwhile, I feel like there's an epidemic of restaurants not double-checking their delivery bags before they go out.  I had three items missing from my bagel delivery this morning.  The last time I ordered donuts for delivery the driver showed up without any donuts, bringing only the breakfast sandwich I'd ordered on the side.  I ordered for the second time from a neighborhood family-owned restaurant and they forgot both T's salad and the desert we'd intended to share, so I doubt there will be a third time.

There have been other periods in my adult life when I felt like the bottom fell out of customer service all at once throughout the economy, and it was during other economic boom periods when unemployment was low.  Places get understaffed and hire inexperienced people without enough training or oversight.

I judge customer service much more harshly than T does, he prefers to give places a second chance.  For me, if you ship out a meal missing more than one item you aren't trying to be accurate, so I'll move on to a different restaurant and give them a chance next time.  There's more than one bagel shop in town.

I have my critiques of the market economy, but if you want to be a for-profit customer-facing shop you need to do the basics like at least delivering what was ordered.
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Got up, got myself ready, drove for half an hour, braved the potential COVID-19 exposure at the medical center, only to find my dermatologist had called in sick (on a Friday before a holiday, how suspicious) -- and nobody even tried to notify me, not via any of the methods they have on file.  They could've texted me, called me, emailed me, sent a notification through the app -- nothing.

The receptionist said, "Didn't you receive our message?"  Ugh.  No, I held up my phone to show her nothing had happened to it.  She said there was nobody else who could see me today, that I'd have to call the scheduling people to reschedule.

So I rescheduled with a different dermatologist for next Thursday.  At least my potential skin cancer has only another 6 days to grow before it gets looked at.  If I weren't dealing with potential cancer, maybe I'd have given my dermatologist another chance.  But this isn't like having my haircut or my teeth cleaning postponed.  I very much expected I'd be coming back to the house with a skin cancer diagnosis this morning.

Of course, I could be wrong.  But better to get it checked.  Ugh.  Next week.

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