For the umpteenth f**king time... I'm not an ambulance DRIVER!!!!!
In Canada, there's no such thing as an ambulance DRIVER!!!! Why? because we're highly skilled MEDICAL PROFESSIONALS!!!! Guess what, we drive AND save your life AND put up with your (you seriously called an ambulance for this?!?) bullshit!!!!
The next time you want me to hold your hand while you puke, cry, and shit yourself on my stretcher, all while smiling and telling you it's okay and totally not gross and we see this all the time, and I'm trying not to gag, but your napalm farts are fogging up the back window and smell like something that came out of a demon's ass, :hungover: and you have snotsicles hanging past your chin.... oh, and you'd like 10 of morphine 5 minutes ago but it makes you constipated so can you have the non-constipating narcotics???? And if you cough in my face one more time I swear you and the stretcher are gonna learn how to fly... OMFG don't call me an ambulance DRIVER!!!!!! or all you'll get is a driver and you can clean up your own shit and IV your own damn self and all I'll stock is f**ckng 14 gauge harpoons!!!!! I hope your favorite colour is orange!!!! and I'll bill you $500 for having to put up with you during that fancy taxi ride. I am not Mother Jugs and Speed!!!!!!
And I always laugh at your underwear afterwards :wtf: I've earned it