The Therapist That Is Obviously Invisible

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well today was fun!
/endsarcasm
i wasn’t even going to write tonight,
but i figured i’d update the foxhole on the therapy appointment.
oh!
the one that never was

so the therapy appointment was well into the night.
it started at 715pm.
that was the only one available for me to go to.
so i hang around work for a while,
but i honestly didn’t want to be there.

dueces

i get a text from my home vixen who works at a major department store.
she tells me how her job was having a special reception for billionaires.
yes.
billionaires.
she had to work the event,
but she wanted to know if i wanted to attend.

um.

15n6fzni told her i had my “doctor’s appointment”,
but i could stay for 15 minutes or so.
depending on what these old snow wolves looked like,
and who wanted a piece of the fox,
i’d cut it close to 30 and power walk across town.
this was all at 615pm.
it would take me 22 minutes to get to the therapist office.
according to google maps.

cool.

so i go and she tells me to wait in her department.
she wanted to go change outfits,
but she would come scoop me to go upstairs to the main dining hall.

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you know she never came back?
no text.
no nothing.
i waited there til 630pm.
like…
the fuck?????

H1uafjpi looked extra fly because of the warm weather today too.

ugh.

so i tell her coworker i was leaving and i bounce.
i get to the building where the therapist is supposed to be,
i go to the fourth floor as the doorman tells me,
but when i get to the suite,
her name is not on the door.
i rang the doorbell and no one answered.
outside the door says “pediatrics”.

umok

i walk inside and there is no one at reception.
the door was unlocked so i walked in.
i was greeted with this:

IMG_0967i hear someone behind a closed door talking about someone going to rehab.
so i sit there and wait for someone to come out.
no one.
i could have easily robbed that joint.
i was about to snatch that big ass hand sanitizer.
i text karaoke and she tells me call the number.
as i call,
not one phone is ringing in there.
the therapist’s answering machine picks up.

IMG_0970i leave and go back downstairs to the security guard.
he must have started yesterday because he is so confused.
while he is helping me,
this older snow vixen in a wheel chair comes in.
there is an older black vixen carrying her bags.
they go to the elevator and all i hear was:

“don’t call me stupid!
who the fuck are you calling stupid!”

image-6that was the black vixen laying into the older snow vixen in the wheel chair.
it looked like her home aid.

“you know what?
you go in first!
don’t be calling me stupid!”

at this point,
i’m wondering if i’m in the twilight zone.
i’m not even in the hood for all this.
i’m legit on the upper east side.
the security guard tells me that the therapist isn’t in this building,
even though it is the right address.
i went through zocdoc and never got a “call back”,
but it said my appointment was scheduled for tonight.

i finally left.

i’m upset.
i really was looking forward for it.
i feel like i got played.
as i’m searching for a train station,
i get an email at 750-ish telling me i missed the appointment.
the therapist told zocdoc i missed the fuckin’ appointment.

What in all of the fuck?

lowkey: i legit got played today.

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Author: jamari fox

the fox invited to the blogging table.

9 thoughts on “The Therapist That Is Obviously Invisible

  1. Smdh you know what J a lot of businesses don’t operate with professionalism anymore I’m finding that to be more of the norm, well at least here in Philly. People word don’t mean shot anymore

    1. ^i’m annoyed.
      i’m legit tired tonight.
      i had to walk from one side of town to the next.
      my feet hurt because all that walking in those shoes.
      jesus be a navigator too and from work tomorrow.

  2. Damn I’m sorry to hear that I know you really want this to happen. First what the fuck is up with your vixen “friend”( who the hell leaves someone hanging in the wings like that?) Second, I say you find some kind of way to report that whole therapy office the way that had you was totally unprofessional. Ugh I’m mad for you try to get you a restful sleep and look for a new place tomorrow

  3. Wow a night from hell. My feet starting hurting too reading this. Keep trying. There are hundreds of therapists in NYC. You will find one. Check out HelpStartsHere.org…they have a search engine.

  4. SO unprofessional! WTF? That sounds like a hot mess. That sucks you had to go through that J. You’d think that going to a psychologist would help you with your stress, not add to it lol.

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