cignus_pfaccari
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My company does insurance reimbursement hotlines. We're the ones you wind up calling if you want to find out if your insurance covers this drug; either your doctor has you fill out a form in the office (that he faxes to us), gives you our number to call, or you see one of the ads on TV and call in and get over to us somehow.
Now, as in every hotline, 99.9% of calls are relatively normal and pain-free. However, you occasionally get the just plain insane...
Like, on this transplant hotline, this patient calls, furious, that we sent her an application that was pre-filled.
Me: "Well, ma'am, we do that so you don't have to, and then you can correct anything that needs correcting."
Patient: "I don't like people putting my stuff on any paper. Send me a blank one."
Me: "I'm sorry, but we're not able to generate any blank applications. We can only generate them pre-filled." (At this point, yes...we had no way of printing out a blank application...seriously.)
Patient: "Well, I'm not going to fill this out. And you'll get yours when I die because you murdered me!"
Me: "..."
Patient: "You're going to go to hell for that, you know!"
Me: "...I'm sorry if you feel that way, ma'am. But if you want assistance, you have to follow the procedures we've set in place to do so."
Patient: (click)
This, of course, does not get into the discussion about notarizing her income documentation (since, after all, people can have other sources of income than Social Security...). Sigh.
Brad
Now, as in every hotline, 99.9% of calls are relatively normal and pain-free. However, you occasionally get the just plain insane...
Like, on this transplant hotline, this patient calls, furious, that we sent her an application that was pre-filled.
Me: "Well, ma'am, we do that so you don't have to, and then you can correct anything that needs correcting."
Patient: "I don't like people putting my stuff on any paper. Send me a blank one."
Me: "I'm sorry, but we're not able to generate any blank applications. We can only generate them pre-filled." (At this point, yes...we had no way of printing out a blank application...seriously.)
Patient: "Well, I'm not going to fill this out. And you'll get yours when I die because you murdered me!"
Me: "..."
Patient: "You're going to go to hell for that, you know!"
Me: "...I'm sorry if you feel that way, ma'am. But if you want assistance, you have to follow the procedures we've set in place to do so."
Patient: (click)
This, of course, does not get into the discussion about notarizing her income documentation (since, after all, people can have other sources of income than Social Security...). Sigh.
Brad