i made an appointment to meet my new physician as i havent had a regular one since pediatrics. i'm going to have to call this a bad start. i left work early and took a shower as not to make a bad impression. my appointment was at 2:10 and i arrived at the hospital at 2. thats not to say i parked my car. i'm just saying i arrived in what passes for a parking lot at kaiser south on bruceville. its like if you paved the ground, but never got rid of the rocks and trees that existed in the old western times... and then added many fences and yellow tape... and only allowed people who park their own cars to park on the ass end of the lot.
the Kaiser parking lot is in shambles and there are many things wrong there at this time. it took me 45 minutes to park and by the time i found my doctors office, i had missed my appointment. had i not been the man that i am i would grabbed the receptionist beyatch and choked her up right in the hospital. i was less than pleased. i still am less than pleased. i quell the fires of my own rage by trying to assure myself that i wont die in my sleep like Pimp C because of respiratory complications due to overdoing the wrong kind of cough syrup. but unlike him, i dont sip on codine laced syz-urp.. so ill be fine... right? i try to reassure myself but my asthma has decided to take a peaceful yet resilient stance in my chest, refusing to let me breathe easily while not attempting to strangle me down like a drowning rat.
what kind of hospital has valet parking? maybe if the valets didn't strike me as questionable individuals trying to snatch up my expensive shite, i would be more comfortable with them parking my car. no, probably not. black people just don't typically relinquish their cars to anyone who didn't give birth to them or sleeps with them nightly, and even then its still iffy.