I was supposed to have lab work done yesterday at Quest Labs in Paris, TX. I signed in and waited. A lady comes out and says "sir, are you coming inside for lab work?"
Yep.
"Here, you are going to need to wear a mask." So she reaches into her right smock pocket and digs around for a good 3-4 seconds like she was wading through pens, paper clips, notes, maybe a snickers bar or two, God only knows what was in there, and then finally pulls out this ratty looking mask.
So I look at her with an expression that could have only been interpreted as "are you freaking serious right now?"
She stares at me like "are you gonna put this on or not?"
I ask her "so is that the mask you give to every patient who has showed up today - or maybe even in the last few days - to wear? That ONE mask?"
"Yes sir."
"They all wear that ONE mask?" I asked again just to make sure. "Yes sir."
I told her she was out of her ever loving mind and left. And then canceled the follow up appointment with the urologist. I am DONE with the medical profession. D. O. N. E. DONE. read more