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Last night was horrifyingly busy. I should have spent the night watching the snow fall and posting on The Cellar, but instead I was running from start to finish. The only way I got to eat dinner was that I had to do an insurance precertification call that kept me at my desk for a half-hour.
So, anyway, that guy came in ... you know, the Catcher in the Rye nut?
The homeless shelter director was in our office filing a commitment petition on a different guy ... she saw him, and gave some helpful information to our doctor ... "He's evil. I don't care that it's Code Blue. He's not allowed to set foot in our shelter."
His reputation is well known.
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