Gabe refused to deal with anymore bullshit on this shift. To put it simply, his willpower wouldn’t be able to stop him from throwing punches much longer. “I can not, no I will not, be held responsible for the idiocy of others. That patient can bitch all they want to, but I’m not the one who rode my bike into a tree, and then expected the setting of my compound fraction to be painless. If they don’t like the care they’re getting from me, I’m happy to pass them along. However the doctor’s already done their job, and they’re too busy to come back, so it’s really an administration call at this point. Besides, an emergency room is nothing like a retail store, the customer is not always right; in fact they almost never are.”














