DAMMIT! (Pt 2)

Shit, they missed again!

I had the very great pleasure, once upon a time, to accidentally walk into the ICU bay of a hospital I worked in (to see the charge nurse, whom I was dating) and encounter the IRS agent that had been bedeviling my Dad, and had in fact effectively destroyed Dad's business, and left he and Mom homeless.

Long story.

Anyway, here is this fuck, laid out on the bed, tubes everywhere, and our eyes meet, and I grin.

I'm not sure what he saw, except the son of his victim, in a hospital uniform, with a nametag, but let me tell you, all his instruments went to Defcon 1, and he began Cheyne-Stoking, and I vaguely heard 'Code Blue!' being shouted over the intercom, and for the rest of the day, I had a happy spring in my step.


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