Get it together ortho people

I called my ortho's office and left a voicemail at about 10:30 p.m. as soon as I noticed the moving bracket. They were very kind to call me back by 7:45 the next morning. As I expected, the doc is not available today and so the next available slot is 8:30 on Monday morning. Guess I'll just be late to work again, have to work later into the night again, and then hope to make it to the gym by 7 p.m. at the earliest. What a lovely way to start the week.

Then my office called me a few hours later and left a voicemail. I thought maybe they were changing my appointment but it was a standard greeting from the receptionist asking about my first day in braces and saying unless things have gone wrong, they will see me in March. Um? Is there any communication between the people in this office? That place is not that big. That was a bit unsettling. And I guess it wouldn't really bug me that much if I didn't feel like the reason this bracket popped off in the first place was their fault. Sure, if I had been chomping some crusty bread, I'd take the blame for improper care of my teeth. But now they can't even make the bracket stick for 24 hours? Rather disconcerting.