My Next Dream Vacation...

I spend a lot of time on the phone. I spend a lot of time on the phone with automated systems. I've reached the point that I for the most part I ignore them or maybe it would be better said that I just don't listen to them. Yesterday, I was trying to call to verify benefits for one of our patients and couldn't really read the number on the ID card. I called what I thought it was and no one answered. I tried reading the number from another patient's card who had the same insurance that found that to be much more successful. When I finally made it through the automated system to a live person and the man on the phone told me that I really needed to talk to the Wausau, Wisconsin branch, I was speaking to the Dayton, Ohio branch. He very kindly gave me their number and told me to press option 2 to get a live person. I called the number and immediately hit option 2. The voice that talked to me said something (once again, not REALLY listening) and didn't really sound quite right. I very cryptically stated that I needed to get benefits for pain management injections for one of our patients. The woman on the other end told me that I had just called a resort on Mackinac Island in Michigan. I, like any other unknowing American, hit google. THIS is what I found. Sounds good to me. Looks FABULOUS. I then called my parents to share my experience (they think my life is better than TV). Dad chuckled (as much as a former courtroom attorney can) and told me that he wants to see the Mackinac Bridge. He also found this a few years ago and has been thinking about taking Mom ever since. I told him if they plan on going in the near future, I was coming with them. That's about it. That's what I get for dialing a wrong number.