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7.11.2005 ||> In America, it takes me 2 hours to go 13 miles
One of the reasons that I moved from Arizona to Philadelphia was that the public transportation was much better. Yesterday, it took me 2 hours to travel from work to a township 13 miles away.
I went to the clinic last week to renew my prescription for birth control pills. Why didn't I simply do this at my doctor's office 1 mile from my home? Because even though I pay $140 a month for insurance, it costs less to pay full rate at Planned Parenthood than with the insurance copays to get anything having to do with birth control. Sometimes I hate politics.
A co-worker drove me to the clinic in 20 minutes. At the clinic, I had to wait two and a half hours to be seen for 2 minutes by a clinician and have her write me the prescription. Unfortunately, the buses go from hourly to every other hour after 7:30 here, and I got out at 7:40. The next bus wasn't until 9:40 and not in the best neighborhood. Luckily, a nice girl drove me to the train station where I waited another hour to go home. I got home at 9:30, right as it started to rain.
The only good thing to come out of the fiasco was that the clinician prescribed me four packs (after I talked her up from three). I also paid for four, but when I got home, I saw that the attendant had given me six. Right on.
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