What the….? Must check calendar. Is it April 1? April Fool’s Day? No. It is clearly November.
Why should I be surprised by what I’m holding in my hand? This is just in keeping with the creepy feeling that came over me the first time I showed up at the “Fertility” clinic. And it’s a reminder of why I deep-sixed the “Fertility” clinic route and opted instead for the reproductive endocrinology team at a leading research hospital.
Direct mail — seven years after the fact? Hello!? Doesn’t anyone there at that “Fertility” clinic use their brains? I had one IUI, requested a medical file transfer to a prestigious hospital and never showed up on your doorstep again. Wouldn’t that indicate that I was unhappy with the services being offered or the people delivering it?
Don’t think you can try to disguise your marketing efforts through a tie to the National Infertility Awareness Week. That’s not only bad form, it’s just plain twisted. Do you really think I need to know “The Truth About Biological Clocks?” If you had taken a moment to check out my records (since you clearly have data on where I live!), you’d realize that endometriosis and male factor prevented conception. The biological clock had nothing to do with our infertility.
If there was any doubt, let me be perfectly clear you insensitive idiots in search of village: I’m not interested in your “Fertility” services any longer. Remove me once and for all from your customer list.
Ah, wait, perhaps I need to couch this in financial terms since that’s your primary motivation: Your marketing dollars are wasted on me.