Ladies and gentlemen....
these bitches are despicable, to begin with.
I can honestly say, that I personally have first-hand experience with situations such as these. I have lived in hospitals for some months, and due to my injuries, I was transfered to the Geriatric Ward of a National Veteran's Hospital here in this city. Simply due to the fact that my skeletal injuries were very similar to many "older generation" whom are in for hip replacements and the like. (amongst everything else that was broken, my pelvis was broken in 4 places.)
I was transferred to this facility on the Friday of Labour Day weekend. The things that happened, primarily through the night-shifts, were HORRENDOUS. On the following Tuesday, when the actual management came in, I demanded to have the facility Head come to my bed. (I wasn't ambulatory)
We were 3 to a room, and when the lady arrived, I started telling her what-all I saw happen over the weekend. I won't deny that my voice was loud, simply because I was mad, and I was serious as a heart-attack. The lady then left, and came back with a couple of nurses in tow, so that we could all be in the same room at the same time, to talk about what had happened. One nurse (a real bitch) kept saying "stop yelling at me" and I kept telling her "I'm not yelling, I'm just mad, and I'm telling it the way it was."
The head lady continued to listen, and pressed me for more details and whatnot. Bitch nurse continued to tell me to 'stop yelling'. I then held up my hand to the head lady, looked directly at 'bitch-nurse' and actually yelled at her saying "THIS IS YELLING, CAN YOU SEE THE DIFFERENCE", (to which, damn-near everyone on the ward heard that exchange....) bitch-nurse got all red-in-the-face, and ran out of the room.
End result, was head lady retired one nurse, fired another nurse, transferred two more nurses, and the whole facility got "shaken up". (I was there for a few more months). The important part though, was this:
Other fellow inmates (that is what we called ourselves, because NONE of us patients were actually there willingly or on our own volition) (Elderly slipped in bathtubs, or on ice, or what-have-you...) anyways, the other fellow inmates came up to me, over the next few weeks, individually and out of the blue, to THANK ME, for speaking up and speaking out,,, because they'd complained as well previous, but nobody would listen or do anything about it. Too many were bed-bound, and not able to move around. Pretty much all were "somewhat meek" and not able to be assertive. Me, being young and NOT intimdateable (?) wasn't about to let this go.
When I was young, the standard saying that pretty much anyone would say/hear, when helping another and receiving thanks was "Not a problem, it was the least I could do". Right?
Well, nowadays,,, the PC assholes and snowflakes have taken that mantra and turned it into "always do the least you can do",,, and we, as the older generation... have to stop accepting mediocrity. Expect more from everyone, because as long as we continue to 'accept less', we shall all continue to get less and less.
And that's just a little, sad. Make the world a better place!