Had to wait a whole month to get my dental appointment. A back molar is loose and I'll need a bridge in the future.
I arrived at nine in the morning to be told the dentist's drill was overheating and I'd need to make another appointment as he couldn't treat me. I argued that my mouth was senstive and I was taking pain killers - so they gave me a box of anti-biotics.
This snotty receptionist told me I could have another appointment in a month's time. I was livid. Told her I wasn't going to wait that long and shouldn't have to and will not be paying for the anti-biotics as I only need them because they couldn't treat me. She reluctantly gave me an appointment in ten days time.
Meanwhile, this loose tooth means I can't eat, speak with a slur and worn my tongue out pushing it back in it's socket.
So I got home still full of anger - so I yanked it out myself.
Bloke suggested that the pantomime season is with us and I could get a bit-part as a Pirate.