Sometimes a blog post is handed to you.
I decided to order prescription sun glasses today.
New Driving Lenses |
Now, I got a full eye exam and updated prescription last spring
in Virginia, just before the big move.
With the ensuing corrections my vision is better than ever. Not wanting to roll the dice on a new
prescription I brought an envelope that I thought included the prescription to
the optical counter at Costco. Teresa bought some great transition driving lenses at Costco last month. I
wanted the same. But it turned out, on closer
examination, the envelope included only the Virginia receipt.
No problem says the Costco optician. We can call for a fax copy of the
prescription.
We called the Virginia optometrist at the phone number listed
on the receipt. It was ordinary business
hours, 3:30 pm Eastern Standard time back East on a Thursday afternoon – ring,
ring, ring, and ring, no answer. We hung
up and called again – twenty rings and no answer. So we call the Lenscrafters that filled the prescription
and ask for the optometrist’s phone number by business name – Dr. Robert W
Stetekluh & Associates.
Lenscrafters gives us a different Virginia number. Progress.
We call that Virginia number. A
very nice lady answers, takes the Costco fax and voice phone numbers and
promises to get back to us with the prescription as soon as she can retrieve it.
Five minutes pass, then ten.
We decide to go off and do the rest of our shopping. When we return the Costco optician says bad
news. Dr. Stetekluh does not have my
records. They are with another optometrist. Well
Okay I say, we can call the other optometrist then. No says the Costco Associate. Dr. Stetekluh’s receptionist would not provide
the name or phone number, something about a non-compete agreement. I would have to call Dr. Stetekluh’s office
again and ask for the records to be transferred and then, after several days, Dr.
Stetekluh’s office could forward my prescription.
Here I am in Bozeman, Montana, permanently moved 2,500 miles
away from Arlington, Virginia. In view
of my age and retired status I likely will never set foot in Arlington Virginia
again. Yet, an Arlington optometrist thinks
giving me a phone number somehow, someway breeches or implicates a non-compete
agreement? Unbelievable.
We’re going to get that phone number. There’s no stopping us. Teresa recalled that Dr. Stetekluh’s receptionist had been daughter of the husband and wife team who cleaned our Arlington
home every other week for ten years. We had our last
Christmas dinner in Arlington with the family.
We have a call into Lisa and Hassan.
Sometimes, it seems, the Higher Power wants you to get in touch with old friends..
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