Shit-tastic Week, Event #3: Neuro No No, Pain Status-Quo

Today was supposed to be a day where I was working towards addressing and possibly coming up with solutions for my assortment of pain issues. Sadly, that was not to be. In all actuality, it would have been a better use of my time to have not gotten out of bed at all today.

1. Upon arriving, I was not given the COURTESY to be informed that the doctor was running late. 
2. After waiting a half hour, I got up to ask, and I was informed he was running late. No indication on HOW LATE.
3. At the 1 hour 41 minute mark, as I got up to leave, of course, THEY CALL MY NAME.
4. Against my better judgement, I go into exam room.
5. Get trifled with by the aide taking my stats.
6. YES YES, by all means! NOW IS THE BEST TIME EVER TO TAKE MY BLOOD PRESSURE, ASSHAT! SURPRISE SURPRISE, IT IS JACKED UP! GEE HOW DID THAT HAPPEN?
7. I am then asked to fill out new patient forms (despite that I am not a new patient at this office, nor am I a new patient at Mt. Sinai where this doctor is affiliated). It would have been just GRAND if I could have filled these out at a leisurely pace, WHILE WAITING AN HOUR AND 40 MINUTES!!!
8. NP comes in to assess me. Neurologist is no where's to be found.
9. Halfway thru the assessment NP lets me know they only do assessments for surgery in this office. Why in the name of the blue blazes of hell did my (otherwise sterling) internist recommend I see this fuckface?
10. Wrapping up assessment, neuro calls, says he was called away for an emergency.  WHATEVS.
11. As NP is writing up an Rx for me to go for an MRI (which I'll have my chiropractor read, or perhaps ANYONE ELSE ON PLANET EARTH before I give one more moment of my time to this time suck.
12. As I'm about ready to leave, one of the admins have the neuro on the phone and they ask if I want to talk to the neurosurgeon, to which I replied, "Fuck no. I've wasted enough time here."

End note: Total time invested in this shitscapade? 3 Hours. I was mugged. No, not at gun point, and no they didn't steal money or jewelery. What they stole from me was far more valuable, precious time I will never get back. Plus? It left me in such an effing foul mood. I've tweeted extensively about this, and left a Yelp review, but I am sure not one bit of this will be resolved.