A "Code Green" patient, on methamphetamine, who had been observed to hear voices in his head during an earlier mental evaluation, had the nurses calling for the head of security. Now tied down, the patient thrashes about violently and threatens the hospital staff.
The Head of Security comes in and asks the sick man what his issue was and why was he felt entitled to cause the nurses grief. As though wanting to prove that even a security guard couldn't rain on his parade, the crazy man begins threatening the guard, "What are you gonna do? You want to slap me? Come on then, hit me."
The guard calmly looks at the deranged fellow.
Again, the druggie taunts, "Come on, go ahead, slap me. Hit me," and starts slapping his own face to prove his apathy towards the guard's presence.
Finally, the guard responds,"I don't want to hit you..." And, with a face of complete stoicism intermingled with the subdued intensity of a clenched jaw and piercing eyes, the guard bends over the crazy man to whisper into his ear, "Actually, I wanna STAB YOUR NECK."
Dumbstruck with widened eyes, the junkie winces in a tone akin to a whining child on a playground to a nurse nearby for rescue, "Nuuuuurse, this guard wants to stab my neck."
The nurse chuckles and informs the crazy man, recalling his diagnosis of schizophrenia, that he is wrong and that the guard is, in fact the best they had and is merely there to bring additional care.
For the duration of that evening, the mentally unstable man is ironically lorded over by one crazier than himself, and he knew it.
The Head of Hospital Security is my father.
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