oh! my god! i'm surrounded by IDIOTS!!!!!! (long rant)

ok so i've been dealing with the preperations for gbs since i finally made the big decision back in january of this year. i've had monthly doctor's appointments for weigh-ins (6 month doctor supervised diet) and have had several meetings with the surgeon, nutritionist, etc. i was finally approved on tuesday, november 7th. on thursday, november 16th i got a phone call from my surgeon's office telling me that i had to get pre-registered at the hospital either the next day (friday) or the following monday, then i also had to come in on tuesday, november 21st for my pre-op appt. with the surgeon and my surgery is scheduled for monday, november 27th. are ya with me so far? good.

well, it was the end of the day anyway so i pulled my boss aside (privately in his office) and told him that i'd just gotten the phone call and what they'd said. he stood there for a minute and said, "oh, well... ok... so... just let me know tomorrow when you need to leave or whatever... when do you think you'll know?" i told him that i was going to go first thing in the morning because it's all the way in huntsville (roughly a 2 hour drive from where i live) and that way i'd hopefully be done in time to get back and do some work and help to finish out the day. so he stood there a minute and was like "oh... ok..."

i left and figured that was that. i'd told my boss everything, i'd already gone and told our hr person and gotten the phone number for broadspire (the company who handles our disability claims) so that i could set my leave up and everything and had also already told several of my coworkers. friday afternoon i had a major panic attack which is covered in another thread (not gonna bother repeating that info since there's too much to it) but i ended up needing to lay out for the entire day. when i called my boss (twice!!) to let him know that i got his voice mail both times and he never called me back. i ended up not being able to work that weekend either (and had a dr.'s note excusing me since she really wanted me to stay at home and relax) so i didn't see him again until monday.

well, monday goes pretty much according to plan, no surprises really except that my boss is a big retard and left my weekend work there for me to do monday instead of having anybody else come in and do it and instead of coming in and doing it himself. (knowing that it HAD to go out!) so i figured that if he wasn't going to be worried about it then neither was i. i just took my time and did the work like i normally would have, didn't stress out, didn't rush or anything. and i kept him aware of my progress all throughout the day so we could keep the lines of communication open and he wouldn't be freaked out when at the end of the day i wasn't finished.

the end of the day comes and i still have 5 of the weekend ads left to build (i'm a graphic artist at a newspaper, in case anyone wondered) and i told him on my way out the door that i still had those left to do. he looked at me with an expression of total shock and disbelief on his stupid, wormy little face and tried to figure out how i would still have 5 ads left at the end of the day. (well no shit moron! y'all gave me all the crappy builds and no straight pick-ups and i had 20 friggin' ads when we normally only have about 15-18 each!!!!) so anyway, he says ok and that i can just do them the next day. i said ok and left, no problemo!

the next day i get a call on my cell phone at about 8:30 from my boss. he has this nervous little chuckle and he goes "hey! umm.. heh heh... umm... it's 8:30 and uh... i was just kinda wondering... umm... where ya at?" i sat there for a minute because i was just stunned at the level of ignorance it takes to be considered "management material". finally i said (real slow, so he could keep up...) "i'm in my car... on my way to huntsville... to meet with my surgeon..." he goes "oh! umm... i didn't know you had to do that. i thought you did that on friday." me: "noooo.... i told you i had to get preregistered at the hospital on friday and then i had to meet with the surgeon on tuesday and that i'm having my surgery on the 27th..." him: "oh... well... i didn't realize that... umm... i don't know what to do... umm... i'm going to have to think about this for a minute... i'm going to have to come up with a new game plan... uh.... i don't know what to do... umm... is it here in florence?" me: "noooo..... it's in huntsville with my surgeon before i have my surgery. him: "oh... well... how long do you think you'll be there?" me: "well, i really don't know. that kind of all depends on how long it takes for them to get me back and what all they want to do or to talk to me about when i get there." him: "oh. ok. well... do you have your cell phone with you?" me in my head: DUH!! YOU IDIOT!!!! YOU JUST CALLED ME ON IT!!!! me out loud: "yes, i have my cell phone with me..." him: "ok, well, just call me when you're done and let me know when you're on your way back so i'll know when to expect you." me: "ok" end of conversation...

today, i was trying to get in touch with the guy who's our tech support at work because he was supposed to be giving me one of the laptops that they were getting rid of and i needed it by today so that i'd be able to keep in touch with people while i'm at my grandparent's house (after surgery) since i won't be there monday since i'm having surgery monday. so i mentioned to my boss that i was looking for jamie, the tech guy, and i explained why and he was just kinda like "oh, well, umm... idk... i haven't seen him..." and nothing more was said. then about four hours later my desk phone rings and it's my boss. (his office is literally only 10 steps away from my desk but for some reason he chose to call me. idk why... he's just an idiot...) so he calls me up and he starts asking me about what i'd said earlier and why i needed that laptop before monday. was it because I wasn't going to be there monday or because jamie, the tech guy, wasn't going to be there monday. i sat there in silence for a second, again marveling at the level of stupidity that it requires to be considered management material, and finally i said that yes, i'm going to be out on monday. he asks me why and i tell him that it's because i'm having my surgery monday. he goes: "you're having surgery monday? what for?"

OH. MY. GOD!!!!!

so i said: "i'm having gastric bypass surgery on monday." and he said: "well i knew you'd been approved but i didn't know that you were really going to do it." again...

OH. MY. GOD!!!!!

so i said: "yes, i'm really going to do it." he asked if i could come into his office and talk to him about it and i said sure. so i walked in there and he goes: "so... are they going to be making your stomach smaller? or are they just going to be rerouting your intestines?" i explained to him that they were in fact doing both. then he asks how long i'll be out and i tell him that idk, it really depends on if there are any problems with the surgery and what my surgeon feels is an appropriate time for me to recover since i won't have any more sick time left. then he goes: "well, just based on what i've seen, and the progress that you've made here in the last few weeks and months, i think you'll be fine. i think you'll be able to come back in about 2 weeks probably." WTF???? what progress???? what the crap is this retard talking about??? oh, so he's a medical doctor now? he can sit here and predict how i'll do after undergoing a major surgery and when i'll be able to come back to work??

somebody please help me!!!! i've gone through the looking glass and everything's all backwards and crazy now!!!!!