I learned that lesson from my career in business. Which may help explain why that went so badly.
They wanted to schedule at least two more eye appointments between today and eye surgery. I put my foot down, rather more loudly than I would have preferred but without profanity. “Please stop doing that” isn’t profanity, even if the decibel level was rather high. I have a 100+-mile round trip for every visit, and neighbors have to drop what they’re doing to bring me. Enough, already. Why can’t you do your tests while I’m here – and already blinded by those damned dilating drops?
Also I was put out by their trying to add $950 to the tab (per eye!) at the last minute for special lenses that would have eliminated glasses for distance viewing. They could have mentioned that at the beginning, as I specifically asked them to. Screw that, I’ve worn glasses since the first grade. Boo Frickin’ Hoo. Get on with it!
Rather to my surprise they agreed to do it my way, and my first eye operation is scheduled for next week on the ninth.