10-2-2025 San Gabriel Hospital

So after fasting all night for a cholesterol test and being kept up all night, I walk into San Gabriel Hospital and a snot nosed little Phillipino immediately starts asking me questions aggressively, trying to pick a fight with me. Then the staff tried to tell me I overfasted and couldn'tget the test. Then they mimicked me like children pretending to count the hours on their fingers. I couldn't help but wonder if they were on the losing end of stock trade I made at 3am. Then I asked if they had a prescription available in a form that doesn't have to be refilled every two weeks, saying "supposedly you only have the cheap one here that you have to refrigerate." After I fumbled around for the prescription and handed it to the waste of cum hiding behind a surgical mask, he says, "maybe we don't have it here," as I looked away. A few minutes later I realized he didn't hand it back to me. He denied it so adamantly, emptying his pockets and allowing an old nurse to frisk him that I began to doubt handing it to him. But the old woman gave herself away as she came into the room with a grandiose attitude saying, "what are you going to do with it?" The staff who wrote me a prescription for a throat infection last week had literally become a new staff infection. I explained to the fat old woman that it didn't matter what I was going to do with the prescription and that it belonged to me just like the money in my wallet. She brought the waste of cum a soda and they drew my blood. Complete trash. As I left to people with machine guns in "swat" uniforms drove by on a moped clutching each other like homosexuals. Pathetic how little people act when they are consumed by jealousy and they don't get their way.

I couldn't get him to take his mask off without touching him and inviting the "swat" team in.