Amazing.
A while back, I did something admittedly stupid for a friend with no health insurance. He ran out of psych medications and out of misguided empathy I went to the hospital ER, pretended to be depressed and out of Paxil so they would give me more and I could pass them along. 4 hours later, after a 2 hour psych exam, they had me take some of them and wrote a prescription for a little more. Combined with my regular medications, the Paxil made me puke and hallucinate for hours after, but I felt like I had done something nice for someone and it would come back to me.
And it did come back to me. The bill was sent to the wrong address, went into collections and now shows up on my credit report as “PSYCHIATRIC ASSISTANCE.” So after shelling out $200 to close the account, for the next 7 years I look fiscally retarded *and* crazy.
Thanks Karma! Fuck you too!
