It’s cold out there, isn’t it? Well, here. Seek refuge from the frigid entrails of winter and sit your bottom down. Try to relax. There. Doesn’t that feel better? Of course, it does. I made a big pot of my split-pea soup. It is good, isn’t it? I’m glad you like it. Now… WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO THE MONEY?!
Did it just float away somewhere into the abyss of dental folly? Was it poorly managed by a pack of flying wombats? Or, worse yet, was it engulfed by a colossal kettle of tiny nuns as they were shouting, “Sweet nectar of the gods! Give us more!”
Patients trusted you. Now they have to find another dentist, pay more money for uncompleted treatment, and take unpaid days off from their jobs to finish major dental work. Some of these patients may have to take out additional loans just to see a new dentist.
What are all those patients to do? What happened to their money? What new jobs will be waiting for the assistants and hygienists? What will the office managers micromanage? What are-would you put that bloody spoon down! The soup can wait!
I must ask; do you think you got a bit too greedy? Did the money just slip through your fingers when you thought to yourself, “Well, I could use another vehicle. No problem. I’ll just raise the fees.”? I hate to be the one to break this to you but the clearly obvious must be stated; never, ever handle money ever again. Ever.
Now, I hate to appear like a rotting, fetid peach but I’m going to have to ask that you finish your soup and march back home. The mess that has occurred due to the blatant negligence of monetary mismanagement is gonna be a doozy to clean up. That’s going to suck.
On second thought, stay here. This is your mess. You clean it up.
Eva Watson has been an RDH for five years. She is a freelance writer who resides with her family in Highland Park, Illinois and enjoys making and eating soup.