I've heard that when people buy houses, and they're sitting at the closing table, they argue over the little fees--$50 to the courier, $75 for recording--not the big ones. They lose sight of the fact that the mortgage broker is robbing them blind because they just can't stand that those little numbers are eating at them when they're already paying so much.
This week, I got a bill for my next frozen cycle: $2,900. Only on the buy one get one plan I'm on, the actual cost is only $500. And I'd already paid it. When I called to explain this, they agreed, and erased the charges. Only they said I owed $125 for a blood test I had two months ago.
$125!? For a frickin' blood test!? For $125, someone should have to DRINK my blood. I obsessed about that blood test all day. Never mind that I've already paid them nearly $20,000 for an unsuccessful IVF. Totally nickled and dimed.
Or, as a friend pointed out, Granted and Benjamined.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
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