INCOMING OK STORY/RANT
So, I just got back from the most interesting church service. I went to my grandmother's church back home, which is actually a big, big deal, as the church puts a lot of effort in to a great service. 15 minutes in, one of the men in the choir (80 years old or so), starts clutching his chest and sits down...
...I'm sure you can guess where this is going...
I'll avoid the details of that, but I would like to make mention of something else: so, back in high school, there was a family with a son in my class who was always at odds with my family. His mother, him, and his father were there. The mother is a nurse, and was up there a few seconds before me. The guy's wife recognized me, and said "Oh, Jay, good, you're a doctor, you can help". The mother then responds, "No, he's not a doctor, just a pharmacist. I've been a nurse for 35 years, I can take care of all this".
Ignoring that kindly set of words, she did nothing. Didn't instruct people to call 911, didn't grab his history, didn't look for fucking aspirin...argh! She moves away for a minute, I'm getting info from the wife to tell to the 911 dispatchees, she comes back, and starts asking the same questions, even as I and the guy's wife tell her the answers/that she already told me! When the paramedics came, she said she'd go with the wife with them, and parades the wife over to the truck...so I tell the paramedics everything, which, you know, if she was so intent on doing shit, she should have done.
Just...fucking hell. Such unprofessional conduct. You don't do shit like that. I stayed with some immediate family members talking to them, answered questions, where she just ran off and didn't care. I am seriously angered - you WORK with people and you do some SPECIFIC THINGS THAT RETARDED MONKEYS COULD DO. ARGH!!!!
At least I got thanked by the granddaughter, who acknowledged the same things I just noted.
It's good to see, coming home, that some things don't fucking change.
ARGH. On fucking Christmas Eve too.
