I think I had written about this before, but it has gotten worse now.
The clinic that me (and my family) go to, has initiated a ‘rewards’ program.
Yes, being rewarded to visit the clinic – the more often you visit, the more points you gather. Which can then be redeemed against meds and stuff (non-prescription of course).
I get 5 pieces of communication (minimum) after the visit. One – Receipt. 2 – Review 3. Rewards (RRR??) 4. feedback 5. Come again (?!)
Not just me, but “Baby Rohāmrta” as well. He is too sent a review sheet and an incentive to download the app to visit more and earn more…
Go to the pharmacy, and they have a sale going on. Ahem, so let me pick up a couple of packs of paracetamol for the price of one? Nah, more like chewing gum (they call them gummy bears) masquerading as vitamins and minerals.
In short, the circus continues.
Which brought me to another piece I had written around a year ago…reproduced below.
See you tomorrow!
I feel wonderful…
I am part of a family that accepted me without any hesitation…
It takes time to trust, yet they made me a part of their family in just a day!
A huge family…hundreds of others.
Some I know, some I don’t.
We don’t keep in touch much, but the head of the family makes it a point to send us messages regularly…
Touches my heart…
Until the 30th of the month, when they send me another message…
“Your bill is overdue. We appreciate your prompt payment to avoid disconnection. If you have already paid, please disregard this message.”
How did I go from being a part of the Du family, to nearly becoming an outcast?
Affected me terribly this. I am part of other families too – The Etisalat family, the DEWA family, the Ionos family…what if they all too throw me out of their families? What will I do??
A family bonds, sticks together in good times and bad. Until, of course, one stops paying the bills.